I had my sister over for dinner tonight and we've decided that in about two years we are going to move to Australia because its probably only going to get worse here and we need time to save money and she needs to graduate school as does my partner. Anyone know any good pharmacy/pharmacology schools in Australia?
My ceiling is also leaking, luckily its just the laundry/painting room. Thats been an interesting development. My paintings are getting wet as is the rest of my stuff thats in there. Its not just leaking from one place, you get a bucket, no big deal, no... its more like rain. Its a pain cuz now my landlord has to send the same screw up that broke the pipes in the apartment upstairs, where he is supposed to be renevating the bathroom, into my house to try and fix the pipes, the ceiling and hopefully, but I doubt it, clean up the mess of dust and water that he made fall through my ceiling.
My painting has been suffering lately, I just dont make time for it, I dont feel very comfortable with it, painters block? I dont know, maybe I just need to get out more.
I wish I could skateboard, I wish I could wear colorful, silly vintage cloths, I wish I could have baby blue hair, I wish I could decide to move and just go, I wish that instead of just thinking about getting my nipples repierced that I would go do it, I wish that my partner would find me sexy, I wish I could dress goth occasionally, just for fun and feel hot doing it, but I just dont know what I can get away with anymore, I dont feel cute anymore, I feel old, but not respectable. I feel like I have to try to grow up at some point, but I havent figured out how to.
Im tired. Im done ranting, its bed time.
goodnight
My ceiling is also leaking, luckily its just the laundry/painting room. Thats been an interesting development. My paintings are getting wet as is the rest of my stuff thats in there. Its not just leaking from one place, you get a bucket, no big deal, no... its more like rain. Its a pain cuz now my landlord has to send the same screw up that broke the pipes in the apartment upstairs, where he is supposed to be renevating the bathroom, into my house to try and fix the pipes, the ceiling and hopefully, but I doubt it, clean up the mess of dust and water that he made fall through my ceiling.
My painting has been suffering lately, I just dont make time for it, I dont feel very comfortable with it, painters block? I dont know, maybe I just need to get out more.
I wish I could skateboard, I wish I could wear colorful, silly vintage cloths, I wish I could have baby blue hair, I wish I could decide to move and just go, I wish that instead of just thinking about getting my nipples repierced that I would go do it, I wish that my partner would find me sexy, I wish I could dress goth occasionally, just for fun and feel hot doing it, but I just dont know what I can get away with anymore, I dont feel cute anymore, I feel old, but not respectable. I feel like I have to try to grow up at some point, but I havent figured out how to.
Im tired. Im done ranting, its bed time.
goodnight