lots of dreams about psych center last night. about casing the joint trying to find ways in. and that my new boyfriend, ‘the boy’, was all about trying to help me find a way in. and tony was around too, wanting to help me in. a few other casino peeps were there too. i kept saying how it was my graceland, but ‘graceland’ wasnt the term i wanted to be using, but i couldn’t think of anything else. so i started saying that it was my mount everest, tho that wasn’t what i wanted to say either.

news flash!! IT’S FREAKING COLD OUT! brrrrrrrr  cold and rainy. i really need to get myself a new coat(s). i need a good fall coat. something slightly warmer than my black coat i abducted from my mom, and more stylish than my army coat i just bought. gonna have to do some serious shopping. not like i can afford it given my unseen expenses. but yeah. definitely need some new coats.

and wtf is it with me and old men. yet another old man was telling me i’m beautiful WHAT THE HELL. what, are men in their 40s the only people who can see how much of a great person i am/can be??? are they the only men who think i’m worth anything? why can’t the old man i want to be interested in me, be interested in me? wait. i take that back. he was interested in me, he just had that little girlfriend problem. and he wasn’t that old either haha. but yeah. so what’s that now…4 men twice my age who for some reason think i’m fascinating?