  So yesterday I was SO excited to go to the Getty, but instead, Becca and Dennis decided that going to the mall and playing "dress me Jenny" was much more fun.
I know they were trying to cheer me up because I was such a downer, and I appreciate that. It is funny, because I felt like such a barbie doll since I am like a size 4 or 5 and 5'4 so I could fit into all the cute petite clothing. It is just embarassing when I had to have the sales ladies go back to get my an extra small because the small was too big.
I normally really like shopping, but lately going into stores, ANY kind of store, reminds me of the fact that I have no money to spare. I am not even going to get into my jerk off of a boss (not Brad, but Joe, the new guy). It just pisses me off how I have to deal with their shit until I can find a new job because making some money is better than making none.
Today I get to go to a wedding, one of Becca's friends from college is getting married today. I'm actually sitting here all dressed up drinking a cup of coffee. Weddings depress me...it reminds me of how I'm probably never going to get married or seriously date anyone again because I can't manage to get past hello with any guy I'm interested in. However, I'm not going to get into that today. Frankly, I just hate weddings, but it is nice to be doing something different for a change.
Job interviews all week have stressed me out and I really need to CHILL. So that is what I'm going to do. I've been really thinking of starting a story, and now would be the best time to start writing it- let out all this negative energy I've been holding in. The story is actually is going to be based on many different things, such as many sci-fi movies I've seen, some novels I've read, but mostly from this Space Twins song I love called "rings of saturn. " The story is also going to bring in some of my beliefs about reincarnation and fate and all that nonsense.
I won't get into the premise of the story too much, but it is going to involve two people, a man and a woman who are each other's mirror images in terms of souls, beginning at the beginning of time who get seperated by time and space whose life mission is to be reunited with each other. I'm not going to try to make it too romantic-lovey-dovey-cheesy, because this is actually meant to be a tragic story, and will they actually reunite, I'm not sure of.
I just know that I really want to write this, as a sort of homage to my love of science fiction, my belief in twin souls searching for one another and especially my love for The Space Twins =) 
