It's snowing like a bitch here, and there's no parking ban? wtf mate... when DO they do a parking ban?
I got to leave work early today... woohoo, only to come home and do... NOTHING... all night.
Tonight would be a perfect night to cuddle and watch movies. Fuck, I hate being single.
Now that I have a roommate, who will move in tomorrow if all goes well, I'm going to have to get used to not living by myself anymore. It's been almost a month, dude. It's about damn time, that's what I say.
I have been writing insane amounts of crap in my real journal lately. It almost seems as though I'm using it as a replacement for actual conversation with real people. I am forcing myself to go to NH for the weekend so I don't go totally insane from lack of social contact. This will force me to miss out on hanging out with Jon, and also with Mike... boohoo. I need to get rid of guys in my life - way too much of a pain in the ass (unless they're awesome, of course). Way too much heartbreak for me to handle anymore. New Rule: If you have a penis, you can only hang out with me if you promise not to hurt me.
I bought a book from Borders today. I suppose I should go read it. It's by my favorite writer, Jodi Picoult. I am excited to become engrossed in it, maybe that's what I'll dedicate tonight to...
This has been very difficult, for the third time, learning how to live alone. It's hard to come to terms with the fact that it's ok to spend a lot of time by yourself. I always feel like such a loser, but I don't know what to do about it. HOW DO YOU MEET PEOPLE?!
I don't always do them because I can never think of good ones:
d) Have you ever lost weight without trying?
c) Would you rather take pictures, or have your picture taken?
a) Tell me a fond memory.
b) Now tell me a not-so-fond memory, if you will.
z) It's happening now...
y) I think I would rather take pictures. Not saying I don't like having my picture taken, but there are so many other things to take pictures of, and I'm only one thing... get me? (see below)
x) I remember my dog Kamora. When I was little, we used to spray water from a hose up into the air and she would do backflips to try to catch it. She did it with snowballs as well. What a great, great dog.
w) I remember my first boyfriend breaking up with me, and I didn't understand it at all. It wrecked me for a long time. Almost a year later, we were hanging out for the first time since we'd broken up, and we somehow got to talking about why we broke up. He told me I'm "too down to earth." Suddenly I understood... he's just a fucking moron. And that's when I started learning how to deal with boys.
This is why I like to take pictures...
I got to leave work early today... woohoo, only to come home and do... NOTHING... all night.
Tonight would be a perfect night to cuddle and watch movies. Fuck, I hate being single.
Now that I have a roommate, who will move in tomorrow if all goes well, I'm going to have to get used to not living by myself anymore. It's been almost a month, dude. It's about damn time, that's what I say.
I have been writing insane amounts of crap in my real journal lately. It almost seems as though I'm using it as a replacement for actual conversation with real people. I am forcing myself to go to NH for the weekend so I don't go totally insane from lack of social contact. This will force me to miss out on hanging out with Jon, and also with Mike... boohoo. I need to get rid of guys in my life - way too much of a pain in the ass (unless they're awesome, of course). Way too much heartbreak for me to handle anymore. New Rule: If you have a penis, you can only hang out with me if you promise not to hurt me.
I bought a book from Borders today. I suppose I should go read it. It's by my favorite writer, Jodi Picoult. I am excited to become engrossed in it, maybe that's what I'll dedicate tonight to...
This has been very difficult, for the third time, learning how to live alone. It's hard to come to terms with the fact that it's ok to spend a lot of time by yourself. I always feel like such a loser, but I don't know what to do about it. HOW DO YOU MEET PEOPLE?!
I don't always do them because I can never think of good ones:
d) Have you ever lost weight without trying?
c) Would you rather take pictures, or have your picture taken?
a) Tell me a fond memory.
b) Now tell me a not-so-fond memory, if you will.
z) It's happening now...
y) I think I would rather take pictures. Not saying I don't like having my picture taken, but there are so many other things to take pictures of, and I'm only one thing... get me? (see below)
x) I remember my dog Kamora. When I was little, we used to spray water from a hose up into the air and she would do backflips to try to catch it. She did it with snowballs as well. What a great, great dog.
w) I remember my first boyfriend breaking up with me, and I didn't understand it at all. It wrecked me for a long time. Almost a year later, we were hanging out for the first time since we'd broken up, and we somehow got to talking about why we broke up. He told me I'm "too down to earth." Suddenly I understood... he's just a fucking moron. And that's when I started learning how to deal with boys.
This is why I like to take pictures...
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d) Have you ever lost weight without trying? I had pesticide poisoning in highschool. Lost a lot of weight from being really sick for about a month.
c) Would you rather take pictures, or have your picture taken? take them. I like posing for sexy shots, but not candid crap.
a) Tell me a fond memory. My 3-year-old nephew opened his xmas present from his great grandma only to shake his head and solemnly sigh "those fuckers" My poor sister was mortified. Hysterical.
b) Now tell me a not-so-fond memory, if you will. Most of my childhood. uummm.....let's see.....the first time that my stepfather brought home candy and toys and called all the kids into the frontroom to give them out. He gave stuff to his kids then said, "oh, I didn't get you anything" then he just left me standing alone in the front room. That really sucked. Being terrorized by the belt and being threatened to have all my teeth pulled out wasn't fun either.
what can i say I'm a nice guy.