Mmm…Funnel cake.

I want to write John a letter basically telling him to back off. That I’m happy with Matt and he needs to get used to it or get lost. But, I don’t really want to deal with it right now. I was annoyed enough at him today, spent enough time being pissed off that I just don’t want to think about it.

Happy thoughts.
Think happy thoughts.
I’m going to the fair this weekend. I’m excited. I haven’t been to a fair since I was like 15.
Taking Sam, it’s going to be his first time going to anything like this. He’s going to have a blast. Might just enjoy it as much as me.
Going with Matt and meeting Theresa and her boyfriend, Tony, and her daughter, Brittany there.

I’ve started trying to avoid all the crap food I normally eat. Not anything specific, just trying not to eat fast food and gorge on junk food while at work. That will of course go right out the window when I smell the funnel cake at the fair. Mmm…

Anywho…
I feel like writing, but I don’t…If that makes any sense.

I’m going to just head to bed now. Maybe read for a bit beforehand.

Laters!