To Me You're Strange And Beautiful.
I just got an email from a Target store manager wanting me to come work for them. Umm...wow...that's just sad that they are trying to steal the walmart employees. I'm supposed to go to this training thing if I'm interested. Perhaps I could do something that makes more money than what I already make, but I know I couldn't have a relaxed environment there like I have at wallyworld. Poop. I guess it wouldn't hurt to go check it out *snickers*
I can't make up my freakin mind on what colour I want to use next to go over dee paint. I keep buying all this stuff for my projects. I've got three going at the same time. I'm hoping I can finish one in a couple of days. I love my little projects! I'm just waiting for something to come in the mail and my little world will be even more grand! I keep getting more prints of pics I've taken to use for this and for that. I quit taking my meds a long time ago and all the ideas come flowing like I LOVE for them to do...but then again it's mighty annoying to be thinking so fucking fast and at times not be able to straighten certain things out in a reasonable amount of time. The meds kill my creativity...but how I need them so. It's not fair! I'm about to kill lots of thoughts...and things I should probably write down, but I'll let them stay in my head and haunt me in my dreams. I Will have Hope that somehow I'll be able to put them down in new ways. I won't let it kill that part of me. I want to capture moments that will make people smile, laugh, cry(or whatever it's meant to express) every time they look at them. I think some day I'll be able to do that. I would Love to be able to reach out and connect to people in that mannerism. Today it's back to the meds and extreme focus on what lies ahead.
I Love My New Album.
***I need to invest in some stuff...like ice packs for my weak ankle and vitamins and more health pills.
*notes to self.....go get your hair cut emily! make a dentist appointment! make copies of those papers! get your rooms ready to paint!*
I need to get my butt to bed, but I'm too lazy to move.
There's this person that I met recently that gives me that feeling in my gut when they enter the room. It's a good thing, but scary...because I don't know how to take it. I have that feeling every time I see them. I'm such a dork!
Four more days until my birthday. Yay!
I Wish it wasn't so hard for us to be friends.
I can't make up my freakin mind on what colour I want to use next to go over dee paint. I keep buying all this stuff for my projects. I've got three going at the same time. I'm hoping I can finish one in a couple of days. I love my little projects! I'm just waiting for something to come in the mail and my little world will be even more grand! I keep getting more prints of pics I've taken to use for this and for that. I quit taking my meds a long time ago and all the ideas come flowing like I LOVE for them to do...but then again it's mighty annoying to be thinking so fucking fast and at times not be able to straighten certain things out in a reasonable amount of time. The meds kill my creativity...but how I need them so. It's not fair! I'm about to kill lots of thoughts...and things I should probably write down, but I'll let them stay in my head and haunt me in my dreams. I Will have Hope that somehow I'll be able to put them down in new ways. I won't let it kill that part of me. I want to capture moments that will make people smile, laugh, cry(or whatever it's meant to express) every time they look at them. I think some day I'll be able to do that. I would Love to be able to reach out and connect to people in that mannerism. Today it's back to the meds and extreme focus on what lies ahead.
I Love My New Album.
***I need to invest in some stuff...like ice packs for my weak ankle and vitamins and more health pills.
*notes to self.....go get your hair cut emily! make a dentist appointment! make copies of those papers! get your rooms ready to paint!*
I need to get my butt to bed, but I'm too lazy to move.
There's this person that I met recently that gives me that feeling in my gut when they enter the room. It's a good thing, but scary...because I don't know how to take it. I have that feeling every time I see them. I'm such a dork!
Four more days until my birthday. Yay!
I Wish it wasn't so hard for us to be friends.