List of Bad
Everything’s all fucked up.
Work is full of bullshit.
My coworker pulled a serious bitch move on me today.
I’m behind on a rather big project for work.
I have trouble focusing lately.
Things with Marc are….strained. Don’t know how else to put that.
I feel crappy about myself.
My finances are kind of awry.
My house is a mess.
My hair is weird.
My tummy is feeling slightly icky because I drank way too much tea today. Also, I ate cold pizza for lunch. Maybe not the best combination…
My head hurts.
I have to sit through three hours of class when all I wanna do is sit back on my couch and chillax.
I keep biting my nails. Chomp chomp nibble nibble until they are too short and they hurt.
I’m grumpy.
I feel kind of neglected.
The book I’m reading is way more depressing than I want it to be. It’s all kinds of fucked up and I’m finding it really unsatisfying.
It’s too fucking hot outside. I fucking hate it.
I have an issue with one of my friends and I’m not sure how to approach it. I don’t even want to deal with it. I want to just say “fuck it,” and move on with my life.
Very little kink happening in my life.
List of Good (didn’t originally intend to make this, but after that shitstorm of negativitiy, I need to)
David and I are doing really fricking awesomely well. It is big happiness :D
I’m sleeping pretty well. Not great, but decent.
Re: the work bullshit: my supervisor has my back. my other coworkers agree what went down was out of line. Nice to feel that.
Been having less class than usual lately, so have had more time for life than usual.
Family time this weekend was fun.
Date night on friday was fun.
Trueblood has started up again. squee.
Starting to implement some well thought out budgeting that will hopefully get my finances back in line.
TESfest is 2 weeks away. woah.
umm….I’m coming up short on good stuff. shit. think, think, think….
recently acquired much-desired indiana jones-esque leather bag.
recently acquired a couple awesome necklaces.
will get ride home tonight - awesome.
Must go now. class about to start.
i really want to believe in heaven, you know, because i really want to see you again.
been sleeping better this week. it makes a huge difference.
things with dave are pretty great, and that is happymaking.
something’s been going on for the past couple weeks though, in another area of my life, that’s been getting me pretty down. i dont want to talk about whats going on. i just want to be able to say that something is, and that it’s having an effect (affect? never know when to use which…) on me.
it’s weird to feel blue-ness from one section of your life pervade all the other parts of it. sometimes i wish i could compartmentalize better…not that it would be healthier to do so.
im trying to be happy about all the good going on. i think im doing pretty well. but i just have to get it out that im sad about this thing thats going on, and i cant get past it, and its pulling me down. yeah, im happy happy happy about a hundred things, but im sad about this one and it’s weighing on me.
there. i said it. im sad. will you go away now, mr. blues? im tired of your company.
KENNA & EMMY — THIS IS FOR YOU…
…TO MAKE FOR ME! LOL.
But seriously. Let’s do this:
Cookies, Cakes and Pies are basically the holy trinity of baked goods.
Separately, each is wonderful in its own way. Cookies and milk after school. Birthday cake. Pie at Thanksgiving.
But what if—just what if—all of this awesome could be combined into one singular sensation?
It’s time to break out a seriously sweet triple play: the Cookie Cake Pie.
polyamory is hard and causes me lots of heartache.
why do i have to choose the hard road? life would be so much easier if i just walked the well-trodden path. sometimes i really wish the “normal life” fit. i’ve tried, tho, and it just doesn’t. life is not one size fits all.