Broken hearts

So last night I went outside with a girl from work who recently broke up with her boyfriend, I mean this chick was, or is, madly in love with this guy and he left her for someone else.. anyway, I go outside and she breaks down and I try to comfort her. After work I went for a coffee with her until about 2:30 am or so. Anyway I got talking with her and it sort of made me think of how I felt when I initially broke up with my X. Man, it's the worst feeling ever. I remember the sleepless nights and the binges I went on. I think the worst part is the dreams and waking up in a panic/cold sweat. I know that's what she's going throught and I wish I could do something to help but like I told her there's absolutely nothing she can do exept accept that it's over and try to keep her mind occupied by doing new/different things and I told her that time heals all. -what do you think readers?

So, change of subject, I moved some more fucking shit this morning.. Some dude came over to see if there's anything he wanted, anyway I sold a few things that I was going to bring to the dump and ended up getting 60 bones.. not bad for trash eh?! Ohh!! Friday evening I'm haveing a house warming party so all you readers are invited... I should be completely moved, unpacked and finally have time to chill by Friday night. Next week I'm doing BALLS!!! I'm working days so I'll have my evenings to either go see a flick or just chill in my new place, man it's pimpin'....

I'm really exited for the weekend, I don't know why, I feel like I felt back in high school when you live for weekends and count the minutes until Friday. I guess this is a good thing.

K well talk to you later... ohh.. next week I'll have the net hooked up at my new pad so I'll be able to chat online again and update this thing during the weekend. I'm addicted to bloging... and reading other pps blog... Blogers rule!!

Ciao for now.