Aw, my first blog on here ...
Well, this year is a trip so far. Started off with a few people over and me crashing by 2AM to be woke up to my mother calling sometime New Years day telling me she wants my house and I should just move into a trailer. I've lived in MY house for a few years now and have re-done the whole freaking thing. I'm a little stressed and freaked out, I kinda feel like it is my responsibility to take care of her, but should I really have to up-root myself again?
I would like to say I'm looking at this from the wrong point of view. If I didn't have my house it would be much easier for my gypsy spirit to wander again. The house HAS held me here ...
I'm adjusting to room mate life rather well, much better than I expected. I had realized I really did live alone for a long time; its kind of nice to have a partner in crime. Last night we dumped a pomegranate in the blender with some Stoli and Dr Pepper ... it was ... interesting. Needless to say, I'm never buying a whole Pom again. *ick*
My boyfriend moved in for 24 whole hours, and moved back out this afternoon. Dont ask, it depresses me. lmao.
The plan for this year - find a fucking tattoo shop job! I can't stand not working. I'm thinking about relocating to Chattanooga ... to manage a store that is going to open there in the next couple months ... Wish me luck.
Well, this year is a trip so far. Started off with a few people over and me crashing by 2AM to be woke up to my mother calling sometime New Years day telling me she wants my house and I should just move into a trailer. I've lived in MY house for a few years now and have re-done the whole freaking thing. I'm a little stressed and freaked out, I kinda feel like it is my responsibility to take care of her, but should I really have to up-root myself again?
I would like to say I'm looking at this from the wrong point of view. If I didn't have my house it would be much easier for my gypsy spirit to wander again. The house HAS held me here ...
I'm adjusting to room mate life rather well, much better than I expected. I had realized I really did live alone for a long time; its kind of nice to have a partner in crime. Last night we dumped a pomegranate in the blender with some Stoli and Dr Pepper ... it was ... interesting. Needless to say, I'm never buying a whole Pom again. *ick*
My boyfriend moved in for 24 whole hours, and moved back out this afternoon. Dont ask, it depresses me. lmao.
The plan for this year - find a fucking tattoo shop job! I can't stand not working. I'm thinking about relocating to Chattanooga ... to manage a store that is going to open there in the next couple months ... Wish me luck.
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I just started living with a roommate for the first time in years. Its been about four months and I'm relearning why I always like living alone better. The company is nice to have around but all the little things wear on me after awhile.
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