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Jul 21, 2009 19:15

i feel like i've forgotten how to write in more than 140 characters. my entire last page of entries are all, like, a picture or a video or whatever and a couple of sentences. /o\

anyway, i haven't made a real journal entry in a while and i'd like to remedy that. while i love twitter for the instant gratification it usually provides, i like actually writing in my journal, because i like being able to read back later and remember how i was thinking or feeling at some particular time.

so here i am. i'm living in astoria and so far, so good. i still don't really know my way around other than, like, a 4-block radius, but i'll get it figured out eventually. our apartment is great, even as we're STILL unpacking, ugh. scott and i have been spending more time together, and i've even been going to bed at, like, 1 a.m. instead of my usual 4 a.m. ridiculousness. \o/

i watched most of mamma mia! today on hbo and i feel the need to say that i really love and appreciate my mom. usually i only post about her if she's pissed me off in some way, but today as i was sobbing through the "slipping through my fingers" scene, i was struck by how much i love my mom and how lucky i am to have a mother who's as wonderful as mine. so even tho she'll never (i hope!) see this: i love you, mom! <3

ANYWAY. next week i'm going ON TEWER! three shows in three days with themightybee! i have to figure out hotels and things, ack. uh, i'll work on that tonight i guess.

this entry is SO POINTLESS. oops. sorry! :D

she's thinking again, actual reality, ramblings, mom

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