Oct 19, 2008 13:17
Ok, with all those shiteous feelings aside..I bought a bicycle and have been going on long excursions around this new neighborhood, which is really hilly, compared to my hometown. It makes me feel so great to be outside breathing fresh air, feeling the burn in my legs.
I especially love the end of my little adventure. I make sure to end at this huge hill and peddle as fast as i can to get to the top, tetter for a split second on the top of the hill and then I lift my ass off the seat and as I descend down the hill I feel the autumn air burn my nose and ears and then, my face and my skin pulls back and each of the strands of hair on my head are seperated around my face. Ha, you see this is what I'm talking about. I have got to plan and look forward to this feeling. I just want it to happen. I need someone to take me on an unexpected adventure, or just do something crazy, but still..I'll be expecting it, or at least hoping for it.
I need a female companion to giggle with as we ride, like when I was 12. Steve's a good one, but he rides like, 200 feet infront of me with his 7 speed, it glides without effort.
I must admit though, my new bike is 12 speed and I'm stumped. Did not have that as a youngin'... I know i would have been too lazy to ride all those hours with my friends if it was as tiring as it is now. I feel like i'm from a different time period with all the advances in technology and equiptment, sometimes. I need to figure it out. That must make me seem to stupid, but i lost the manual and I keep adjusting the speeds and dials to see what works best. I think i figured it out on my last ride, because i didn't wake up SORE..FROM A BIKE RIDE! ha, I was riding up a hill on the most strenous speed because i hated the feeling of peddling with no strain at all. I can't figure out the happy medium.
ok, shut the fuckkkk up.
WHATELSE... oh. I have deleted, yes just deleted meat from my life. Meat and dairy. As much as I can, and it's been about 2 months and I REALLLY love it. My body loves it. I thought it was going to be difficult and I would't be able to do it. Everything tastes so much better now. I have adjusted my cooking skills and it's so much easier and a lot of fun! I have a new passion for cooking and baking, I have for a while, now.. I look forward to it! I wasn't allowed to use the stove at home, because I once caused a small grease fire. Therefore I nuked all the nutrition from my meals using that damned microwave.
Speaking of food, I was nominated to have Thanksgiving here, which is fine, except how are y'all bastards goin' to fit? Yeah, bring the fold out tables, that'll help with the space issue and the spiral stairs that grandma can't get down, to use the ladies room.. OYYY fucking VEY.
I have a new job. I work at an ear, nose and throat specialist. I am the lady that gives the hearing tests and uses the crazy machines that check if the hair follicles in your ears are moving and the other scary looking machine graphs if there is any fluid in those ears. It's a good job. I work 7-3 and I have read more books in the last two months, than in the last two years. When there is no one to test, I can do what I want, basically. I also have madical and dental insurance, which is provided to me. I have to pay for the dental, but not the medical. ver' good!
I do have to say, people REALLY are crazy. Truely. And another thing: When I was little my mom DID NOT have to bribe me with two or 3 cheeseburgers and ice cream from McDONALDS, in order for me to follow directions at the doctors office. All I knew was I had better do what my mother tells me to do because that's just how it was. Yeah, if I was a good girl, like I was she would reward me once and a while. But that's also what mommy's did. They got their babies ice cream. I wasn't pleaded with to please sit and be good and if I behave I get McDonalds. What's so good about Mickey D's anyways? It always makes me sick when I eat it.
I had something else to write. I'm just sort of letting everything spill out here, since i never do this anymore...
I don't know. I want to take a pole dancing class, but i am broke as a joke. I wish I weren't. I also really want to take "kickboxersize." I think that would be a really good thing for me.
Yesterday, i was in a mood. A bad bad mood. I get this way before my period. Like a crazed little bitch with no soul.. snapping at everyone and everything. I can cry on demand during these days.. well, i was walking into cvs and 3 younger girls were standing there and as i walked by they were saying some really weird shit. "Hey, nice ass wanna' lick it." and i turned around without a thought in my mind and i YELLED, "SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU LITTLE BITCH!" and i walked into CVS with everyone staring at me. It wasn't until the end of the night my boyfriend (who was sitting in to car wathcing me walk into cvs) asked me what i yelled to those girls to make them cry and then run away and hide. I was in cvs like, "fuckkkk, now i don't want to go back outside and have to avoiud getting jumped."
I miss watching the sunrise. Sometimes I can catch it in my rearview mirror on the ride to work. Sometimes, I SWERVE OFF THE ROAD!
I have got whites to wash, now.