tinyhobo

I am a very lucky human.

I think I really have the one. Its a neat feeling. Just to be a total asshat, and feel ok with it. To cry like a pussy for no reason, and be ok with. To laugh at farts..God farting is so fucking funny. I digress. I just love the feeling of waiting to see him. How I still get nervous and giddy. I love him. Really. It used to scare the piss out of me to feel so strongly for him. Today I just woke up, and said..fuck it chickie, it's all happening, relax and enjoy it.

Part 2: A rant.
I think its funny how people will make an honest attempt to be different. I mean what ends up happening is you get lumped into a group anyway. When I was a hippie chick, I thought I was different than the norm..but you know what, I was just a "preppie" in a different uniform. I still wanted to fit in, I still wanted to belong, but just not to the aprroved scene of the moment. The older I get the more I realize that the people that are just comfortable with themselves are the most unique. Self realization is appealing. There is no trying to be something when you are self aware.

Part 3- Weekends.
I hate laundry. I need a helper monkey to do it for me. Beyond that I have no clue what I will be doing. We were invited to hang with one of my favorite couples from here on Sat. I think we are going to try to do that..This renovation however takes priority over social stuff, as we want to get the fuck out of where we are now.

Part 4- Modest Mouse...Fuck you I love them


Sweet holy hell, I'm getting the fuck outta here.