Complications in like/love and the bruise on my hand
I forgot how much IV bruises hurt. It's finally moved from being constantly sore to only hurting when I touch it. NO MORE 21ST BIRTHDAYS EVER.
David Cox has moved from, "Yeah, that'd be nice" to "Why are you so cool that I get butterflies in my stomach when we talk?" And this has pushed me over the edge back into identifying as bi again. (By the way, I find it really silly that declaring yourself something on facebook is a serious marker of personal identity... and yet that's absolutely how I feel.) The bi thing is a little weird. Ok, really super over-the-top weird. But that's where I'm at. I shouldn't bury crushes I'm getting on guys because it makes me a bad lesbian. I shouldn't have to fit a label, I should choose one that suits me. It's funny, I can talk all day and night about how sexuality is fluid and changeable, but as soon as it applies to me I turn around and run. So enough of that crap. Bisexuality it is!
I've gotten gobs of new music from David; he brought his portable hard drive to my birthday party and loaded album after sweet, sweet album onto my PC. So I'm basking in the glow of new things to listen to. He also had an instrumental-only version of Muse's Absolution. "Butterflies and Hurricanes" is so gorgeous with that orchestra up front and center of the track. Goosebumps. But yeah, I've got tons of new Radiohead, Keane, The Decemberists, and perhaps most importantly The Shins, amongst other things. So this is good. This is very very very good, and should keep me musically occupied for a few weeks at least. THANK YOU, DAVID!
David Cox has moved from, "Yeah, that'd be nice" to "Why are you so cool that I get butterflies in my stomach when we talk?" And this has pushed me over the edge back into identifying as bi again. (By the way, I find it really silly that declaring yourself something on facebook is a serious marker of personal identity... and yet that's absolutely how I feel.) The bi thing is a little weird. Ok, really super over-the-top weird. But that's where I'm at. I shouldn't bury crushes I'm getting on guys because it makes me a bad lesbian. I shouldn't have to fit a label, I should choose one that suits me. It's funny, I can talk all day and night about how sexuality is fluid and changeable, but as soon as it applies to me I turn around and run. So enough of that crap. Bisexuality it is!
I've gotten gobs of new music from David; he brought his portable hard drive to my birthday party and loaded album after sweet, sweet album onto my PC. So I'm basking in the glow of new things to listen to. He also had an instrumental-only version of Muse's Absolution. "Butterflies and Hurricanes" is so gorgeous with that orchestra up front and center of the track. Goosebumps. But yeah, I've got tons of new Radiohead, Keane, The Decemberists, and perhaps most importantly The Shins, amongst other things. So this is good. This is very very very good, and should keep me musically occupied for a few weeks at least. THANK YOU, DAVID!