venusless

i don't know what you say to you guys.

actually, i don't really have much to say in any of my journals anymore, though i wish i did.

i have, believe it or not, a hard time talking about myself.

i hate those times in your life where you have to explain what you're all about, what you do, where you went to high school, who broke your heart.. i want to skip right away to who stitched it up, what happened today, what will happen tomorrow.

time is so fast and life is so short and so much happens in 15 minutes, that i have trouble grasping introductions.

this is me right now, i guess:

i have a migraine. i have the flu. tomorrow is one of my few cherished days off of work and i will probably sleep through it, nursing tea and watching comedy central. i might get out of bed to go get a new driver's side window installed in my car because some dude busted out my perfectly fine window to get to my stereo (my life) the other day.

but today wasn't bad. i got a lot of exercise running around at work. i got a text message from my ex-boyfriend, who i was sure had forgotten about me. i made the mistake of replying to the message. i'm not very keen on making people wonder. i'm really bad at mystery. ask me a question and i'll answer it.

i wish i had will power. i wish i had the power to force desire.

can you tell i haven't had any snuggling in a while? eh.