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God, I'm tired... the lion is sick again, and now there is talk of removing her tonsils... I'm sure it would help, but the idea of anyone cutting bits and pieces off my progeny makes me sick. I interviewed for my new position yesterday. Odd.
I'm feeling very shaky and emotional, dealing with the recent "crisis" and the lion... I've spent days "therapy eating" and now i'm just depressed and feeling very fat. What a fucking girl. I think I know what to do though.... I have to talk to her honestly and hope she understands on some level. I've been looking for guidance in the wrong places. I guess I knew I was, but it's just easier to gather multiple opinons... just to make sure I didn't miss any perspectives... but it comes down to it really being between me and her and there's nothing anyone else can say to help.
I miss Him. he left without saying anything, though I suppose i'm not suprized. I pushed him away when I didn't get what I wanted. Now, I just want my friend back. I think I was trying to substitute... maybe force? the closeness with a stand in... At least the stand in had a good heart under there somewhere. He was kind enough to be honest... something most people don't bother with.
I'm failing miserably at domestic bliss... I made my bed with sheets last night for the first time in a week. I've forgotten to take the garbage to the street... i don't check the mail for bills... I haven't mowed my back yard since Feb. and then, someone else did it... now it's waist high and I don't know what to do with it. I've killed at least 5 house plants. The lion's new dresser sits in the middle of her floor, still celophaned and new... it's been there a week.
I nearly set myself on fire today. I was in the smoking court at work chatting with a friend, when a cute guy sat next to me... I was trying not to notice him and flicked my cigarette towards the ashtray my foot was resting on... it bounced off my shoe. I casually remarked on that to my girlfriend and a moment later the cute guy says nervously, "It's STILL IN YOUR SHOE!!!" I'm looking at the wrong foot in confusion, he lurches forward to brush it off me, I jerk my pant leg up leaned forward to get the damn thing that had become wedged in between the tongue of my tennis shoe and my sock, and somehow simultaneously my girlfriend elbows me and whispers loudly, "Have you shaved your legs???"
What can you do besides collapse in hysterical laughter at oneself?
Cute boy flees back into the safety of the hospital...
I laughed until I had tears rolling down my cheeks.
I am
accident-prone.
I'm feeling very shaky and emotional, dealing with the recent "crisis" and the lion... I've spent days "therapy eating" and now i'm just depressed and feeling very fat. What a fucking girl. I think I know what to do though.... I have to talk to her honestly and hope she understands on some level. I've been looking for guidance in the wrong places. I guess I knew I was, but it's just easier to gather multiple opinons... just to make sure I didn't miss any perspectives... but it comes down to it really being between me and her and there's nothing anyone else can say to help.
I miss Him. he left without saying anything, though I suppose i'm not suprized. I pushed him away when I didn't get what I wanted. Now, I just want my friend back. I think I was trying to substitute... maybe force? the closeness with a stand in... At least the stand in had a good heart under there somewhere. He was kind enough to be honest... something most people don't bother with.
I'm failing miserably at domestic bliss... I made my bed with sheets last night for the first time in a week. I've forgotten to take the garbage to the street... i don't check the mail for bills... I haven't mowed my back yard since Feb. and then, someone else did it... now it's waist high and I don't know what to do with it. I've killed at least 5 house plants. The lion's new dresser sits in the middle of her floor, still celophaned and new... it's been there a week.
I nearly set myself on fire today. I was in the smoking court at work chatting with a friend, when a cute guy sat next to me... I was trying not to notice him and flicked my cigarette towards the ashtray my foot was resting on... it bounced off my shoe. I casually remarked on that to my girlfriend and a moment later the cute guy says nervously, "It's STILL IN YOUR SHOE!!!" I'm looking at the wrong foot in confusion, he lurches forward to brush it off me, I jerk my pant leg up leaned forward to get the damn thing that had become wedged in between the tongue of my tennis shoe and my sock, and somehow simultaneously my girlfriend elbows me and whispers loudly, "Have you shaved your legs???"
What can you do besides collapse in hysterical laughter at oneself?
Cute boy flees back into the safety of the hospital...
I laughed until I had tears rolling down my cheeks.
I am
accident-prone.