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i have a feeling something is up. like someone is plotting something. B's sister tipped me off by the way she awkwardly answered my question about the pirate party. Who goes to two pirate parties in such a short span of time? Something is going on with that. Let it be known: I loathe birthday surprises.
Also, my roomate has asked me if it would be okay if we let a co-worker of his stay with us for a month. I'm a little surprised at how not-okay I am with this. I think I have been enjoying (maybe a little too much)having total and complete privacy in the apartment, as it seems he is never home anymore. Being that I don't know this person, it is impossible to account for how they are going to alter the atmosphere of the space. And I hate that I am so sensitive to people's energy, and I hate how strongly I can feel that energy begin to influence my environment. But, alas, it's my nature to be this way. Sure, this would only be for a short time...or it might not. I've heard too many stories about the house guest that wouldn't leave. I'm sure my trepidations would be assuaged if I met this girl and she seemed cool. For now, I feel like being nitpicky. I have just started feeling comfortable being by myself, and a lot of that time has been spent in the living room, writing and reading. I like the aura in there, as it currently stands.
It also seems my two closest friends are falling in love. One very good friend is getting married. Two other good friends are always on dates and can never hang out. I guess I could burn with jealousy, and maybe that would be okay (considering my recent failures in the L department), but I just don't feel I am capable of wastefully exhausting such energy. Let the whole world fall in love and leave none for me. Let the bees buzz and the birds sing and the flowers bloom, and the cute little bunnies will flop around, and kittens will start crawling out of street gutters, and puppies will start falling from the sky and the stars will turn into giant flaming Hershey's kisses (g-types will get almonds) and the whole fucking world will turn into one big, fat red and pink candy gram and will hug and kiss itself for eternity and beyond. (I swear this isn't sarcasm!) I'll be fine, just fine if it just leaves me alone. I am truthfully happy for every single person that is experiencing love in all its cosmic silliness and wonder.
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Also, my roomate has asked me if it would be okay if we let a co-worker of his stay with us for a month. I'm a little surprised at how not-okay I am with this. I think I have been enjoying (maybe a little too much)having total and complete privacy in the apartment, as it seems he is never home anymore. Being that I don't know this person, it is impossible to account for how they are going to alter the atmosphere of the space. And I hate that I am so sensitive to people's energy, and I hate how strongly I can feel that energy begin to influence my environment. But, alas, it's my nature to be this way. Sure, this would only be for a short time...or it might not. I've heard too many stories about the house guest that wouldn't leave. I'm sure my trepidations would be assuaged if I met this girl and she seemed cool. For now, I feel like being nitpicky. I have just started feeling comfortable being by myself, and a lot of that time has been spent in the living room, writing and reading. I like the aura in there, as it currently stands.
It also seems my two closest friends are falling in love. One very good friend is getting married. Two other good friends are always on dates and can never hang out. I guess I could burn with jealousy, and maybe that would be okay (considering my recent failures in the L department), but I just don't feel I am capable of wastefully exhausting such energy. Let the whole world fall in love and leave none for me. Let the bees buzz and the birds sing and the flowers bloom, and the cute little bunnies will flop around, and kittens will start crawling out of street gutters, and puppies will start falling from the sky and the stars will turn into giant flaming Hershey's kisses (g-types will get almonds) and the whole fucking world will turn into one big, fat red and pink candy gram and will hug and kiss itself for eternity and beyond. (I swear this isn't sarcasm!) I'll be fine, just fine if it just leaves me alone. I am truthfully happy for every single person that is experiencing love in all its cosmic silliness and wonder.
paperclips and post-it notes
fountain pens and stamp rolls
staple removers and thumb tack holders
paper trays and tape dispensers