January 2009
45 posts
A New Year.
I have a hard time believing another year has come and gone. There are countless things that I could dwell on and those that I still haven’t shaken but I am nevertheless thankful. It’s a gratitude that might not always be apparent; I often wonder about the nature of my circumstances and what is to come - will I be able to handle whatever it is? I don’t know the answer to that;...
December 2008
19 posts
“Ladies and gentlemen! You’ve read about it in the newspapers! Now, shudder...”
– The Joker, The Killing Joke (Alan Moore, Brian Bolland, et al.)
Why so expensive?
But I did find apair of boots today along with quite a few other things I needed on sale today so I really can’t complain. House sitting has been lovely, almost like a vacation in and of itself.
Geekery ahoy!
I’ve just started to re-amass my collection after losing everything when my harddrive died a while back. I recently stumbled upon Madame Xanadu in the process and whenever I have money to blow, I’m definitely going to be buying more of this in the future … probably more Kick-Ass too even though I squirm just a little at its use of gore/violence.
‘ach, was?’
I was going to write a very emotional, negativity-driven entry about my holiday break so far but the possiblity of a rendezvous with a handsome (Austrian!) artist has temporarily supressed any such desires. I’m sure my near-incompetency in German will provide him with a few good laughs at the very least. My mispelling of Leid as Lied was already quite amusing (and embarrassing but...
Are you fucking kidding me? I don't know why I...
him: its been alright, stressful but alright
me: stressful? eep, i hope everything turns out okay.
him: yes but i just got a text from _____ promising booty the first day classes start so i can't be all that pissed
me: [trying to be nice] ahaha. cute.
My current binge of 90s R&B has made me realize a few things things:
I need to find someone who also enjoys these trips down memory lane.
Tyson Beckford is the male equivalent of today’s video girl.
I miss singing.
“You learn about life by the accidents you have, over and over again.”
– Kurt Vonnegut, “The Best Jokes Are Dangerous”
http://jezebel.com/5113580/right-to-conscience-not-... →
GTFO with this nonsense.
FYI, the “Right to Conscience” bill will become law on January 18th if steps aren’t taken against it.
Memories.
I miss this show. (It’s a picture of the female cast of Living Single for those who don’t recognize.)
Staying with my uncle and aunt has been an eye-opening (but overall positive) experience. They’re foster parents and I really don’t know how they do it but they do. It’s refreshing to be apart of a generally healthy family unit, to be around a couple that obviously...
Looking for a place to be, trying to find a home.
I loved staying at a hostel, being on my own, and meeting new people. I’m staying with my uncle and his family for a few days. I was lucky to have a moment alone in the car to cry in peace; it’s weird to be back here even though I’m not all the way ‘home’ yet. I don’t know; I’m still mourning and I don’t know when it’s going to be better -...
I love having gifs that concisely express my...
(I.E., I’m tired of everyone’s bullshit including my own but especially yours, ______. I don’t know how I let myself be fooled again.)
Nonsensical.
A phone call shouldn’t send me into an emotional flurry. It’s just another memorial service, right? The Homeless Assistance Team apparently holds a memorial service for all clients, present and former that pass away. I feel bad for the friend that happened to catch me in that state. I know I must’ve looked rather frantic but I must say I did a decent job of keeping it together....
Wake up, it's morning. There's hope.
Why am I so exhausted? I’d like to be more productive today but my mind keeps drifting; all I want to do is sleep. I hope I’m not getting sick. I’m boggled as Katie Couric about the many whims of my body.
I don’t know if I should call you or not. What we had and who you are now are the least of my worries for once. I don’t know what to expect when I go “home.” I...
Choke.
Yeah, so, I’m sitting in Paresky watching everyone with their friends Super Stress Busting or whatever. Yet I’m here upstairs wishing I were somewhere else - wishing I was someone else. I’m talking to a friend from home; wishing for the days where things were simpler. You never know how good you have it until it’s gone.
It’s pathetic of me to wish I wasn’t...
Odds and ends.
I’m upset that tumblr won’t allow the posting of animated gifs. Sad times.
I figured it out. I’ll probably post more often just to use ridiculous things like this:
Aside from that silliness, I’ve been alright, I suppose. I’m not really alright but, hey, I’m trying my best not to wallow in my grief.
I’m not afraid of getting into cars after surviving...