November 24, 2006

UP lost in the quarterfinals to UCLA and I am devastated. It's all over now. That's the end of UP's playoff run, the end of their season, and it was the very last game for my two favorite players. Goal keeper Cori Alexander and midfielder Lisa Sara are seniors, so this was their last year with UP and unless they make the National Team, we won't ever get to see them play again.

The word heartbroken comes to mind right about now. I went out awhile ago and took a long drive during which I totally bawled my eyes out, but it wasn't just the game that had me in tears.

My sister, Sally, and her family are in town for the long holiday weekend and I was really excited because Ross and I were supposed to celebrate my birthday by spending the day with them, but then my parents totally fucked that up. My sister and her husband left their kids with my parents this morning while they went out shopping but, when my sister and her husband got back to my parents house to pick up their kids, no one was home. It's a long story but it turned out that mom and dad decided to take my sister's kids out for the entire day, even though mom and dad knew my sister and her kids planned to spend the day with me. But that's my parents for you. They never miss an opportunity to act like maniacal, egocentric imbeciles. Granted, I should be more than used to this crap by now, but it still hurts.

And then, to top off an already crappy birthday, Ross got me new speakers in the Prius for my birthday but the morons at the stereo shop installed them wrong and they sound like utter crap so we have to take the car back in so they can fix the brand new speakers they just installed. Normally that wouldn't be a bid deal, mistakes do happen, but after everything else that happened today, I was in no mood to be understanding.

And there were more crappy things that happened, but I am exhausted and too bummed out to keep writing. That, and I'm starting to feel like a broken record... "And then this went wrong, and then that went wrong, and then this other thing totally sucked, boo hoo poor me, whine whine, snivel snivel." I'm sick of myself, sick of this day, sick of pretty much everything, so I'm going to go crawl in bed and give myself the best birthday gift possible... The sweet oblivion of sleep.

listening: erasure . reading: --

walk: 0 minutes . weight lost: 0 pounds

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