so i quit bartending to lead a more "normal" life. you know, keep daytime hours, and what have you. so what have i been doing since i quit? waking up at 4am and going to bed around noon, then getting back up at 6pm and going to bed again at 2am... what the fuck, man?
i suppose it's just a matter of getting my body used to being up during the day. but the irony is inescapable.
the days slip by almost unnoticed this way. one goes into the next with not much to mark its passing. hell, what do i care if it's wednesday? or thursday? or some time next year? i hate being this way... so i'm going to try not to. can't forget that i have a plan. a sketchy outline of a plan, but a plan nonetheless.
anyway. my to do list:
1. it is my friend April and my former printmaker professor/ major advisor/ reluctant mentor's birthdays today. so i need to run out and buy presents.
2. it is also my ex's birthday later this week, and i promised to take him out to a nice dinner, so i need to make reservations. and buy presents.
3. having nearly exuasted my near-inexaustable reserve of pants and under-garments, and also, Rhys had been sitting around naked for days because all his clothes have dog pee on them. so i need to finish doing laundry and put said laundry away.
4. my drawing desk has been recently invaded by a large box/pile of unwanted books, put there by Rhys, who finally caved in to my whining about having run out of room on the book shelf. i need to take these to the Salvation Army, since i absolutely cannot throw away books, and i really want my desk back.
5. there are about two hundred empty cigarette boxes lying about the house that i should also probably throw away.
6. my bike has been broken for a couple weeks, and my insane friend Whiskey Mike promised me while on mushrooms that he would fix it in exchange for some bourbon. so i need to take it by the shop to demand my end of the barter be honored.
7. ---> infinity ...and many other things. i won't even get into the framing i have to get done, or the *shudder* dishes.
what do you hope/need/wish to accomplish today?
love, all.
-Hyena.
oh, and ignore the bit below, as it doesn't apply to anyone who actually posts in my journal.
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one small announcement, because this has been bugging me:
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if i haven't approved your friend request, it's because i have not talked to you/don't remember talking to you.
just leave a comment to the effect of, "hey, i'm _____! i saw your profile/post/etc. and blah blah blah. let's be friends" and it's cool.
but i don't like approving requests from people i don't know. it's nothing personal. just talk to me first. i feel like and ass having these looming requests i haven't approved and probably won't approve if i don't know who you are.
so if no one responds in my journal in a week, i'm rejecting them all. sorry. proper journal procedure: post first, then request. thanks.
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i suppose it's just a matter of getting my body used to being up during the day. but the irony is inescapable.
the days slip by almost unnoticed this way. one goes into the next with not much to mark its passing. hell, what do i care if it's wednesday? or thursday? or some time next year? i hate being this way... so i'm going to try not to. can't forget that i have a plan. a sketchy outline of a plan, but a plan nonetheless.
anyway. my to do list:
1. it is my friend April and my former printmaker professor/ major advisor/ reluctant mentor's birthdays today. so i need to run out and buy presents.
2. it is also my ex's birthday later this week, and i promised to take him out to a nice dinner, so i need to make reservations. and buy presents.
3. having nearly exuasted my near-inexaustable reserve of pants and under-garments, and also, Rhys had been sitting around naked for days because all his clothes have dog pee on them. so i need to finish doing laundry and put said laundry away.
4. my drawing desk has been recently invaded by a large box/pile of unwanted books, put there by Rhys, who finally caved in to my whining about having run out of room on the book shelf. i need to take these to the Salvation Army, since i absolutely cannot throw away books, and i really want my desk back.
5. there are about two hundred empty cigarette boxes lying about the house that i should also probably throw away.
6. my bike has been broken for a couple weeks, and my insane friend Whiskey Mike promised me while on mushrooms that he would fix it in exchange for some bourbon. so i need to take it by the shop to demand my end of the barter be honored.
7. ---> infinity ...and many other things. i won't even get into the framing i have to get done, or the *shudder* dishes.
what do you hope/need/wish to accomplish today?
love, all.
-Hyena.
oh, and ignore the bit below, as it doesn't apply to anyone who actually posts in my journal.
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one small announcement, because this has been bugging me:
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if i haven't approved your friend request, it's because i have not talked to you/don't remember talking to you.
just leave a comment to the effect of, "hey, i'm _____! i saw your profile/post/etc. and blah blah blah. let's be friends" and it's cool.
but i don't like approving requests from people i don't know. it's nothing personal. just talk to me first. i feel like and ass having these looming requests i haven't approved and probably won't approve if i don't know who you are.
so if no one responds in my journal in a week, i'm rejecting them all. sorry. proper journal procedure: post first, then request. thanks.
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