winning.
So it's been almost a year since I last posted here. I understand I'm the only person that reads this but I was going through these old entries and I'm really glad I keep this shit around. Honestly, I'm winning at life. I can't think of a better place I could be right now. I really want more money, I'm still waiting for that break through but baby, I've acquired me some patience.
I'm moving to akron. My new street has sidewalks. There's a library around the corner, a huge yard, a garden, hardwood floors, and we're going to have my cat and a dog. I am so happy and excited, i lay in bed every night and think of my new room, my new route to work, my new favorite restaurants and bars, new friends. It is exactly what I want, it feels like my second coming. Well that sounds atrociously pompous but, you get me. I am most excited to hike and ride bikes everywhere. I hope we find a nice place to have a bite and a drink within riding distance. and our neighborhood is so safe and secure, we can ride our bikes, walk around outside after dark. I will be freeeeeeeeeeeee!
Hmm, other notable wins, I just went down another pants size, I'm improving my dancing skills and I'm looking pretty foxy. My hair is growing, slowly but surely.
Something's been bothering me though, and there's no use writing some big long thing if your not going to bitch about SOMETHING. So this picture I drew, I love it, it's the masterpiece of all my life's art works. But i need to paint it. I've been needing to paint it for a really long time. I just don't feel good about it yet, I drew it from raw, pure spontaneous inspired thought, and that is how it should be painted. It's not for me to figure out, it will happen and be it's best when the idea is bursting out of my eyeballs.
also, I've decided to stick to beer for a while. yes, megan bailey cannot hold her liqour, and hangovers suck.
I'm moving to akron. My new street has sidewalks. There's a library around the corner, a huge yard, a garden, hardwood floors, and we're going to have my cat and a dog. I am so happy and excited, i lay in bed every night and think of my new room, my new route to work, my new favorite restaurants and bars, new friends. It is exactly what I want, it feels like my second coming. Well that sounds atrociously pompous but, you get me. I am most excited to hike and ride bikes everywhere. I hope we find a nice place to have a bite and a drink within riding distance. and our neighborhood is so safe and secure, we can ride our bikes, walk around outside after dark. I will be freeeeeeeeeeeee!
Hmm, other notable wins, I just went down another pants size, I'm improving my dancing skills and I'm looking pretty foxy. My hair is growing, slowly but surely.
Something's been bothering me though, and there's no use writing some big long thing if your not going to bitch about SOMETHING. So this picture I drew, I love it, it's the masterpiece of all my life's art works. But i need to paint it. I've been needing to paint it for a really long time. I just don't feel good about it yet, I drew it from raw, pure spontaneous inspired thought, and that is how it should be painted. It's not for me to figure out, it will happen and be it's best when the idea is bursting out of my eyeballs.
also, I've decided to stick to beer for a while. yes, megan bailey cannot hold her liqour, and hangovers suck.