This weekend was a bit like a richter scale, blah/good/bad/GOOD/whatever/picking up/meh/then it got really bad. friday after work Eren and I went to the mall to exchange something and then drove home, we we're trying to beat border crossing traffic from the Us into Tijuana so we left early, alas the same shit as every fucking day it took us 45 min to cross ,i really wanted to go to the restroom, but where? uh? where when you are stuck in lanes with some other 200 cars of stressed out people. and not just any people. you got your trophy wife moms that just cross to go shopping and pick up the kids from school, the o so ever hard working labor force,who honestly have my respect but can drive for shit, and the usual prick with the big ass Ram pick up truck so big, that if they start cutting in your lane and you dont want to let them in, eventually you'll just get squashed so you kinda have to, the rest of the people i dont care enough to describe them so i wont. if it wasnt for Eren i would have shot myself, at least the conversation was good. All day was a big question mark, there was something going on at the casbah, honestly i dont think i would have considered going to until someone pointed it out, but no one wanted to go with me and of course i couldn't make up my mind,"you can't go by yourself, you driving back alone, blah blah blah" im kinda wishing i had. Fuck i think things trough too much. im not really blaming anyone, maybe next time, if there is a next time.

i suggest you stop reading this, its just incoherent pissy rambles.
friday wasnt a total loss. dani, lety and i had some wine in the parking lot, before seeing buddy akkai at tentaculo bar. it was ok i danced and had fun, my feet hurt because of some new shoes, but ask me if i cared, no. saturday got my haircut and watched movies at Neto's house with Dani and Tricia, its too cold for going out and im freezing.
Today i woke up with a shitty mood. the day was gorgeous, it rained on saturday so sunday morning was clear and the clouds were amazing, all white and poofy. i wanted to go outside and shoot someone, but who? who? everyone was partied out no one ever wants to wake up at then a do a shoot. and why the fuck do i keep making excuses for myself, i could have gone out, walked around and shoot. but no i stayed in all day. a whole day wasted. and its not so much the day. when i took the term off i planed things, about half of them have been done. at around 8 Dani, Angel and I went to a coffee shop on 9th. things picked up, good conversation, life etc. when i drop her off i get some news that just put me in such a shitty mood and i just cant shake it off. I don't really care for what she told me yet it caught me off guard. can you tell im pissy, im doing laundry tomorrow, fuck it im skipping work .