hey suga 
i find myself on the internet less and less these days...
the other aspects of life are just too good and it aint my bag so much anymore.
(useless fact really except to explain why my blogging has dwindled)
i'm so glad my mere week and a half of employment at lowes is over.
because now its thursday (my three day work week has ended) and rainy out and i can go back to enjoying the entire day in my bed with chai, big sur, good smells, and no clothes.
the boy has a show on friday so i will probably make the beautiful mountainy drive to harrisonburg for that. then back to here for the taboo fashion show saturday. maybe a trip to the beach on sunday if its nice...then my three days of work then maybe another beautiful mountainy drive to my love, pittsburgh. i need a fix. of the foods, the smells, the streets, and talks about life over cheap beer in a smoke filled dive with some of the greatest people i've ever known.
ah, i miss the steel city.
"missing"
i used to let it fill me with sadness, but i've realized this year that i dig it.
what is life when you have nothing and noone to miss?
if you aren't "missing" then surely you have been standing still for far too long...
random thought: i love the gurgly noises of our fishtank.
i found a praying mantis in my bed the other day. i fucking despise praying mantii more than any bug in the universe. along with grasshoppers and crickets. no particular reason other than the fact that they look, well, like something i should despise.
there are all kinds of creepy crawlies out here in the sticks that randomly pop into my room through the cracks in my floor, so i scooped up the mr. mantis man and set him free outside to try and keep good bug karma flowing around me.
i went to the bar last night for my roommate's twenty first birthday. i havn't drank during the week in almost four months. or really to the excess that i did last night. i don't necessarily enjoy being drunk so much anymore. i definitely don't miss blowing money on booze at the bar for a hazy memory and that binge drunk tinge on one's skin when they wake the following day...
i'm also reading big sur, which surely has made me reflect upon my former years of, well, alcoholism, for a lack of better word.
last night wasn't really that excessive, i'm free of hangover, have my memory, and nothing too crazy went down...but i was drunker than i would liked to have been and spent more than i would liked to have spent.
now and again i think i need nights like that. they remind me of a past version of myself. a version that was necessary for me to become who i am now. a version that i never wish to return to. however, also a version that i should never forget.
these said nights and my distaste for them make me realize how far i've come and how amazing my life now is as a result.
i can't believe its almost may. four months of 2009. four months of drinking under control. four months of the happiest relationship i've ever been in. four months of being well on my way to getting out of debt. four months of not wasting time and money on empty acquaintances and conversations but rather embracing the wonder and fulfillment of solitude.
i've been going places. doing things. living my life how i said i've wanted to all these years and realized i never truly did because lets face it, i was wasted.
i hit the road to mexico on a whim. i moved. i quit smoking but i'd be lying if i said i havn't snuck a few tasty camels in here and there...
i think i spent too much time waiting around for someone to save my life.
and then i woke up one morning after a dreadful whiskey binge and realized that you'll wait forever if you don't learn to save yourself...
damn skippy, i intended to just jot down a few quick updates but then i rambled on unexpectedly about all that jazz. oh, free flowing thought.
well friend i'm going to go enjoy the rest of the day,
make eggs and toast
read.
write.
possibly fuel my new addiction: the midnight truffle blizzard from dairy queen!
look at the fishies.
play with our dog (did i tell you we have a dog? my first dog! ever! hailey. i love her )
maybe plot out some roadtrips and adventures to come...
and generally just fuckin chill.
AND remind you about a few things:
1. my naked ass
2. taboo rock n roll fashion show deux! (message me if you plan on coming)
3. i love you.
ok lovaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, until we meet again:
ciao. and meow.
i find myself on the internet less and less these days...
the other aspects of life are just too good and it aint my bag so much anymore.
(useless fact really except to explain why my blogging has dwindled)
i'm so glad my mere week and a half of employment at lowes is over.
because now its thursday (my three day work week has ended) and rainy out and i can go back to enjoying the entire day in my bed with chai, big sur, good smells, and no clothes.
the boy has a show on friday so i will probably make the beautiful mountainy drive to harrisonburg for that. then back to here for the taboo fashion show saturday. maybe a trip to the beach on sunday if its nice...then my three days of work then maybe another beautiful mountainy drive to my love, pittsburgh. i need a fix. of the foods, the smells, the streets, and talks about life over cheap beer in a smoke filled dive with some of the greatest people i've ever known.
ah, i miss the steel city.
"missing"
i used to let it fill me with sadness, but i've realized this year that i dig it.
what is life when you have nothing and noone to miss?
if you aren't "missing" then surely you have been standing still for far too long...
random thought: i love the gurgly noises of our fishtank.
i found a praying mantis in my bed the other day. i fucking despise praying mantii more than any bug in the universe. along with grasshoppers and crickets. no particular reason other than the fact that they look, well, like something i should despise.
there are all kinds of creepy crawlies out here in the sticks that randomly pop into my room through the cracks in my floor, so i scooped up the mr. mantis man and set him free outside to try and keep good bug karma flowing around me.
i went to the bar last night for my roommate's twenty first birthday. i havn't drank during the week in almost four months. or really to the excess that i did last night. i don't necessarily enjoy being drunk so much anymore. i definitely don't miss blowing money on booze at the bar for a hazy memory and that binge drunk tinge on one's skin when they wake the following day...
i'm also reading big sur, which surely has made me reflect upon my former years of, well, alcoholism, for a lack of better word.
last night wasn't really that excessive, i'm free of hangover, have my memory, and nothing too crazy went down...but i was drunker than i would liked to have been and spent more than i would liked to have spent.
now and again i think i need nights like that. they remind me of a past version of myself. a version that was necessary for me to become who i am now. a version that i never wish to return to. however, also a version that i should never forget.
these said nights and my distaste for them make me realize how far i've come and how amazing my life now is as a result.
i can't believe its almost may. four months of 2009. four months of drinking under control. four months of the happiest relationship i've ever been in. four months of being well on my way to getting out of debt. four months of not wasting time and money on empty acquaintances and conversations but rather embracing the wonder and fulfillment of solitude.
i've been going places. doing things. living my life how i said i've wanted to all these years and realized i never truly did because lets face it, i was wasted.
i hit the road to mexico on a whim. i moved. i quit smoking but i'd be lying if i said i havn't snuck a few tasty camels in here and there...
i think i spent too much time waiting around for someone to save my life.
and then i woke up one morning after a dreadful whiskey binge and realized that you'll wait forever if you don't learn to save yourself...
damn skippy, i intended to just jot down a few quick updates but then i rambled on unexpectedly about all that jazz. oh, free flowing thought.
well friend i'm going to go enjoy the rest of the day,
make eggs and toast
read.
write.
possibly fuel my new addiction: the midnight truffle blizzard from dairy queen!
look at the fishies.
play with our dog (did i tell you we have a dog? my first dog! ever! hailey. i love her
)maybe plot out some roadtrips and adventures to come...
and generally just fuckin chill.
AND remind you about a few things:
1. my naked ass
2. taboo rock n roll fashion show deux! (message me if you plan on coming)
3. i love you.
ok lovaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, until we meet again:
ciao. and meow.
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cymagen:
banana
bedwelld:
It was great meeting you too even if it was only for a couple minutes. Sorry I didn't get there earlier. I might be home in a few weeks, maybe we can grab a beer somewhere.