there is a quiet whirlwind and i am in the eye.
one week until wisconsin. i am looking forward to getting out of here for a bit. my tattoo which began a while ago is going to be finished. its the thigh piece based on a painting by david gough. i'll likely post pictures when it's all done.
still need to get shoes for the wedding.
work blazes on. still in a holding pattern with the other 2 options for now. and hence, everything else.
i must stop buying presents for boys. inevitably, they end up ungiven.
as of this moment i am free and clear of anyone. its okay. frankly i am tired of so much bullshit and code words. i may date. i may not. i dont really care either way right now.
jay returned some things to me. things he could have just mailed. he came over last night. we talked for a bit. some things i thought we over in me were not, but nothing happened. i can tell he still likes me. this only makes me sad. and makes me feel all wtf. *shrug* i'll leave it as is for now. again, holding pattern.
i took all my roses off the wall. there was no point in them anymore.
what i truly want is to rage out but i cant see the point in that either.
...and miles to go before i sleep.
one week until wisconsin. i am looking forward to getting out of here for a bit. my tattoo which began a while ago is going to be finished. its the thigh piece based on a painting by david gough. i'll likely post pictures when it's all done.
still need to get shoes for the wedding.
work blazes on. still in a holding pattern with the other 2 options for now. and hence, everything else.
i must stop buying presents for boys. inevitably, they end up ungiven.
as of this moment i am free and clear of anyone. its okay. frankly i am tired of so much bullshit and code words. i may date. i may not. i dont really care either way right now.
jay returned some things to me. things he could have just mailed. he came over last night. we talked for a bit. some things i thought we over in me were not, but nothing happened. i can tell he still likes me. this only makes me sad. and makes me feel all wtf. *shrug* i'll leave it as is for now. again, holding pattern.
i took all my roses off the wall. there was no point in them anymore.
what i truly want is to rage out but i cant see the point in that either.
...and miles to go before i sleep.
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Date: 2008-03-27 02:38 pm (UTC)Have a good trip, enjoy getting your ink work done, and start giving some gifts to yourself.
You're far less likely to return them.
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Date: 2008-03-27 02:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-27 05:22 pm (UTC)Sometimes catharsis is absolutely necessary. Might I recommend this recipe...
ingrediants:
1] a somewhat private or noisy space, indoors or out.
2] discarded appliance or furniture, the larger the better
3] a large tarp (to assist in clean up)
4] a sledge hammer
instructions:
do you really need any instructions at this point?
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Date: 2008-03-28 03:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-30 07:13 am (UTC)