I hate waking up in the middle of the night and the snuggly human you'd fallen asleep with is no where to be found... and then when he returns, all is pretty and good and sleepy until morning when it all goes to shit.
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I hauled a truck load of shit today. literal honest to god shit. (though it's commonly called compost) The gardens are gonna love it and will grow up big and pretty!!!
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I will also need to go in search of new employment. I thought i'd be getting financial aid for school, and screwed around, not taking my job seriously. Turns out that I didn't get it and the job let me go too.
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I'm really fucking tired of being lectured. Do you think that I have no brain and my skull is completely filled with air? You say I can do better than I am, but why, do you who does not react favorablly to lectures, choose to use that method to speak to me? Does anyone respond well to someone telling them that they're better when the only time the person hears it is when the speaker is frustrated with them?
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Between getting up uber early and hauling shit and getting lectured and fighting with my male I'm about ready for a nap.
It's all peaches and roses man. peaches and roses.
On a good note. I got a great sleep last night, got to chill with my crone friend this morning. and also spent alittle time with Emmy before she jammed to work. My roomie is home and funcional and we're not fighting and I think there are going to be scones comming out of the kitchen. The kitties have loved on me, and all the dogs I've interacted with today, numbering 7, think I'm pretty cool too. It's weird how animals are nicer than humans.
Yesterday, before everything went kaput, my boyfriend took me to the ocean. God. I love it there. there is no where that causes me to feel so alive and free and full of life. No where that is so fantastic that I cannot keep a walking pace and must run in an attempt to capture some of those feelings within myself. Capture them and hold them for when I am back in the city of people and bulidings and constructed existance. The sea and the sand and the birds and wind with the sun beating down on my back. I love it. I live for it. Why must it be so far from me and yet so near?
edited to make my bf not look absolutly horrible. yeayea.
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I hauled a truck load of shit today. literal honest to god shit. (though it's commonly called compost) The gardens are gonna love it and will grow up big and pretty!!!
*****************
I will also need to go in search of new employment. I thought i'd be getting financial aid for school, and screwed around, not taking my job seriously. Turns out that I didn't get it and the job let me go too.
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I'm really fucking tired of being lectured. Do you think that I have no brain and my skull is completely filled with air? You say I can do better than I am, but why, do you who does not react favorablly to lectures, choose to use that method to speak to me? Does anyone respond well to someone telling them that they're better when the only time the person hears it is when the speaker is frustrated with them?
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Between getting up uber early and hauling shit and getting lectured and fighting with my male I'm about ready for a nap.
It's all peaches and roses man. peaches and roses.
On a good note. I got a great sleep last night, got to chill with my crone friend this morning. and also spent alittle time with Emmy before she jammed to work. My roomie is home and funcional and we're not fighting and I think there are going to be scones comming out of the kitchen. The kitties have loved on me, and all the dogs I've interacted with today, numbering 7, think I'm pretty cool too. It's weird how animals are nicer than humans.
Yesterday, before everything went kaput, my boyfriend took me to the ocean. God. I love it there. there is no where that causes me to feel so alive and free and full of life. No where that is so fantastic that I cannot keep a walking pace and must run in an attempt to capture some of those feelings within myself. Capture them and hold them for when I am back in the city of people and bulidings and constructed existance. The sea and the sand and the birds and wind with the sun beating down on my back. I love it. I live for it. Why must it be so far from me and yet so near?
edited to make my bf not look absolutly horrible. yeayea.
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I know, I'm old.
thats sucks , was it like real poop, or just menure
either way it smelled i am sure, \
was it for a job, or was it for yourslef?
[Edited on Apr 25, 2004 1:23AM]