You write the title, I'll write the chapters--we can read a story of love gone disaster
A few thoughts for my Monday morning before I actually get to work:
* I have been having some of the most ridiculous, insanity-driven dreams ever this past week. Like, what the hell? I had one about cars and bears and bears eating people over the weekend, which may or may not inspire a drawing. More notably: last night, I had a very satisfying dream in which I totally, TOTALLY bitched out the ex whilst tearing up an article of fetus-face's clothing. Like, dude... it was AWESOME. I flipped OUT. Hehehe.
* Did you know there is a fetish called "vore" in which people fantasize about being eaten alive? I'm dead serious. XD
* I starting "watching" about twenty new LJ communities as of Friday. Can anyone say "loser"? And did you know there's an emetophobia community on here? I was like, yessssssss. Nothing better than finding others who share my intense, irrational fear of regurgitation.
* Went dancing on Friday. Literally less than a minute after we had got in, the creepiest man I've ever seen came up and asked if he could buy me a drink. I was like, uh, hand "X", anyone? HAHA. God. Soooooo horrifying. Amy gets all the creepers.
* Took myself out on Saturday, since I was alone in Louisville. It would have been a perfect night for having a party/having a boy over, but since I'm not popular enough to acquire either at the moment, I decided to just go out and spoil myself. Spent about forty dollars at Pacsun on new sunglasses, a wallet, a couple tank tops and the like. I went to Circuit City and found about 70 things I want for my birthday. Stood in Borders for an hour and stared stupidly at the books in the technology section... wanting to swallow all of that knowledge into my poor, meager brain. Also, laying out front, they had about five or six books that were trying to predict what was going to happen in Deathly Hallows. Oh, my God, so funny. One of them actually detailed the history of the "shipping wars" and basically reiterated Emerson's thoughts of "delusional"--amazing. To see the word "ship" in an actual, published, buyable book... haha. It brings such joy to my nerd soul.
* I'M SO GOING TO MARYLAND FOR DEATHLY HALLOWS. FTW. There is no better way to celebrate the end of my childhood than with two of the nerdiest ladies I know. :-) Also, I'm beginning my Potter-spree as of today--five books before the weekend of the movie... I think I can do it.
* Raining Jane = yes. "Birthday Malaise" = double yes, for being appropriate and for using words I need to look up on Wikipedia.
* What I really want to talk about--I spent a couple days without pills this weekend, and oh my God, did it affect me. Poor Katherine got to experience the worst of it, as I went through yet another relapse and nearly threw a fit over her going on that damned double date. Last night, I started bawling after I got offline because of confusing away messages and never-long-enough conversations and my complete inability to decipher anything that damned boy is thinking. Decided that I really do want him--desperately, even--yet I still have to struggle to convince myself it isn't hopeless, and it sucks. I removed more unsavory people from my friends lists on Facebook and AIM--no more torturing myself like that. Basically, I was an emotional trainwreck and was lacking the self-control to do anything about it. I also became frighteningly creative in an insane, racing-thoughts kind of way. I have about three or four poems stewing in my brain that are going to have to come out eventually. I finished my "Waitress" piece, which could use a lot of improvement, but turned out alright I think. Gah... I'm so freaking nuts. Lock me up, someone.
That's enough of my ramblage for now... I might try to write something else today, although I have a lot to do, for once. Love, dears.
* I have been having some of the most ridiculous, insanity-driven dreams ever this past week. Like, what the hell? I had one about cars and bears and bears eating people over the weekend, which may or may not inspire a drawing. More notably: last night, I had a very satisfying dream in which I totally, TOTALLY bitched out the ex whilst tearing up an article of fetus-face's clothing. Like, dude... it was AWESOME. I flipped OUT. Hehehe.
* Did you know there is a fetish called "vore" in which people fantasize about being eaten alive? I'm dead serious. XD
* I starting "watching" about twenty new LJ communities as of Friday. Can anyone say "loser"? And did you know there's an emetophobia community on here? I was like, yessssssss. Nothing better than finding others who share my intense, irrational fear of regurgitation.
* Went dancing on Friday. Literally less than a minute after we had got in, the creepiest man I've ever seen came up and asked if he could buy me a drink. I was like, uh, hand "X", anyone? HAHA. God. Soooooo horrifying. Amy gets all the creepers.
* Took myself out on Saturday, since I was alone in Louisville. It would have been a perfect night for having a party/having a boy over, but since I'm not popular enough to acquire either at the moment, I decided to just go out and spoil myself. Spent about forty dollars at Pacsun on new sunglasses, a wallet, a couple tank tops and the like. I went to Circuit City and found about 70 things I want for my birthday. Stood in Borders for an hour and stared stupidly at the books in the technology section... wanting to swallow all of that knowledge into my poor, meager brain. Also, laying out front, they had about five or six books that were trying to predict what was going to happen in Deathly Hallows. Oh, my God, so funny. One of them actually detailed the history of the "shipping wars" and basically reiterated Emerson's thoughts of "delusional"--amazing. To see the word "ship" in an actual, published, buyable book... haha. It brings such joy to my nerd soul.
* I'M SO GOING TO MARYLAND FOR DEATHLY HALLOWS. FTW. There is no better way to celebrate the end of my childhood than with two of the nerdiest ladies I know. :-) Also, I'm beginning my Potter-spree as of today--five books before the weekend of the movie... I think I can do it.
* Raining Jane = yes. "Birthday Malaise" = double yes, for being appropriate and for using words I need to look up on Wikipedia.
* What I really want to talk about--I spent a couple days without pills this weekend, and oh my God, did it affect me. Poor Katherine got to experience the worst of it, as I went through yet another relapse and nearly threw a fit over her going on that damned double date. Last night, I started bawling after I got offline because of confusing away messages and never-long-enough conversations and my complete inability to decipher anything that damned boy is thinking. Decided that I really do want him--desperately, even--yet I still have to struggle to convince myself it isn't hopeless, and it sucks. I removed more unsavory people from my friends lists on Facebook and AIM--no more torturing myself like that. Basically, I was an emotional trainwreck and was lacking the self-control to do anything about it. I also became frighteningly creative in an insane, racing-thoughts kind of way. I have about three or four poems stewing in my brain that are going to have to come out eventually. I finished my "Waitress" piece, which could use a lot of improvement, but turned out alright I think. Gah... I'm so freaking nuts. Lock me up, someone.
That's enough of my ramblage for now... I might try to write something else today, although I have a lot to do, for once. Love, dears.