so, i've decided to update this instead of putting my bedframe together. well, i'm doing this and watching Unknown. pretty good so far. so yeah.
life's been... the same. working, watching movies, going out on Thursday night, sitting alone on Friday waiting for someone to call, and wondering why everybody does stuff only on Saturday night.
y'know, now that i've started writing this, i can't really think of anything to write about.
i still think i'm not really... ready for a relationship. not to say that i'm not over my last, just... not mentally in a good place to appreciate it and act accordingly. probably doesn't make much sense, but to properly explain it would take a while.
bought a new bed last week. full size, with box-springs. much, much better than the piece of gosa i was sleeping on before. and of course, now i have a bedframe i should attach to it. maybe i'll do that tomorrow night... maybe not.
i've started cooking more, recently. for the most part i'm just frying/grilling things. bratwurst, steak, the like. bought a grill pan from Ikea, made steak last night. it was good. a little burnt, but that's always good for flavor. i think sometime this weekend i'll burn those pork-steaks wrapped in bacon that i've got. cute little things, on skewers, should be tasty. i keep meaning to oil up my wok and learn to use it, but i never do. besides, my roommate Lando owns a teflon-coated wok. if i was going to use it, i would have by now. but maybe there's hope for me yet. maybe. i'm trying to expand the kind of foods i eat, trying to ruin some different kinds of meat than what i'm used to. no, steak doesn't count, that's not new to me. but i'm trying. just cooking at all is a start, right?
i find myself nuzzling random things at work when i get bored. just kind of, like a cat kind of rubs its nose on you to show affection, i do that. to my computer screen. to the phone box. to the cube wall. whatever. i think i'm starved for affection or something. it's very odd. and occasionally, very occasionally, i'll lick something. i'm very odd.
still not playing guitar much. keep thinking if i get the tab book for Radiohead's OK Computer, that'll be enough to motivate me. but i'm pretty sure it's a lie. i brought out my little brother's keyboard thing, that he mutilated it. figured i might try to dabble in another instrument, maybe having more sounds and options and things at my disposal might spark some creativity. it hasn't. i want a microKorg synth/vocoder, and possibly a drum machine. cuz i think they might be fun. not to mention wastes of money. but oh well. first i must fix my oil leak and buy a decent computer. i work for Apple, i should have a decent computer. i'm gonna get some apple cider. just a moment.
there. that's much better. i also made myself a lunch while i was up. steak and mashed potatoes. delicious. why am i telling you this? i have no smurfing idea. at this point, i'm kind of just typing to be typing. or something.
if you actually read through all this, you deserve a prize. let me know and i'll mail you a cookie.
life's been... the same. working, watching movies, going out on Thursday night, sitting alone on Friday waiting for someone to call, and wondering why everybody does stuff only on Saturday night.
y'know, now that i've started writing this, i can't really think of anything to write about.
i still think i'm not really... ready for a relationship. not to say that i'm not over my last, just... not mentally in a good place to appreciate it and act accordingly. probably doesn't make much sense, but to properly explain it would take a while.
bought a new bed last week. full size, with box-springs. much, much better than the piece of gosa i was sleeping on before. and of course, now i have a bedframe i should attach to it. maybe i'll do that tomorrow night... maybe not.
i've started cooking more, recently. for the most part i'm just frying/grilling things. bratwurst, steak, the like. bought a grill pan from Ikea, made steak last night. it was good. a little burnt, but that's always good for flavor. i think sometime this weekend i'll burn those pork-steaks wrapped in bacon that i've got. cute little things, on skewers, should be tasty. i keep meaning to oil up my wok and learn to use it, but i never do. besides, my roommate Lando owns a teflon-coated wok. if i was going to use it, i would have by now. but maybe there's hope for me yet. maybe. i'm trying to expand the kind of foods i eat, trying to ruin some different kinds of meat than what i'm used to. no, steak doesn't count, that's not new to me. but i'm trying. just cooking at all is a start, right?
i find myself nuzzling random things at work when i get bored. just kind of, like a cat kind of rubs its nose on you to show affection, i do that. to my computer screen. to the phone box. to the cube wall. whatever. i think i'm starved for affection or something. it's very odd. and occasionally, very occasionally, i'll lick something. i'm very odd.
still not playing guitar much. keep thinking if i get the tab book for Radiohead's OK Computer, that'll be enough to motivate me. but i'm pretty sure it's a lie. i brought out my little brother's keyboard thing, that he mutilated it. figured i might try to dabble in another instrument, maybe having more sounds and options and things at my disposal might spark some creativity. it hasn't. i want a microKorg synth/vocoder, and possibly a drum machine. cuz i think they might be fun. not to mention wastes of money. but oh well. first i must fix my oil leak and buy a decent computer. i work for Apple, i should have a decent computer. i'm gonna get some apple cider. just a moment.
there. that's much better. i also made myself a lunch while i was up. steak and mashed potatoes. delicious. why am i telling you this? i have no smurfing idea. at this point, i'm kind of just typing to be typing. or something.
if you actually read through all this, you deserve a prize. let me know and i'll mail you a cookie.