Pomplamoose

I know we've all had it with the over-playing of La Vie en Rose by Edith Piaf, but I still like it, and I like this cover too. Now I'm going to finish the dishes so that I can play some piano. Tomorrow Mom needs me to take her to Ikea (ugh!) and then I need to make myself go to pool tomorrow night. I wasn't going to go, but that was a pretty immature idea on my part. I don't know where yet. I wish I could say more or see who I want to see...like hang out. He makes me happy and more fulfilled than most people. Sorry that sounds stupid. I want to make him feel good. I hope I do. I really do hope. It's good to remember that sometimes things have to change, feel uncomfortable, and sometimes generally suck in order to get better. It's when there is discomfort that things can clear up and get better. I think.