Sometimes when we touch, the honesty’s too much

Feb 21, 2005 14:37

And another post is inspired by the tedium of terminal hold and Wal-Mart radio. Not much to update with. I’ve been my usual busy self, trying to get settled in both the new house and a new set of confusing emotions (your eyerolls don’t hurt me). For a while there, all I could manage to do once I got home was to walk immediately to the fireplace, start a fire, and poke & stare at it. Sadly, without the proper tools (testicles), I’m not so good at maintaining the fires.

Let’s see…what else…Valentine’s Day (Singles Awareness Day) sucked more than I thought it would…Anything good? Oh yeah…A trip to Houston & Ikea, hosting a Bunco party, making smores with friends, a fun night at The Queen, raking in more money playing poker, watching our girl Mamina crowned Centenary’s Homecoming Queen! and seeing hands-down the best theatrical performance of my admittedly sheltered life (Les Miserables).

Not too bad.

Grrr. I’ve been frustrated lately with not being able to find *the words*. Not just *the word*, as in the one elusive word that so nicely ties the sentence together. I just can’t freakin seem to verbalize any of my thoughts (hence the growing gaps in between posts). Am I getting dumber? Am I just out of practice because of all this recent solitude? Whatever it is, it’s really starting to piss me off & I don’t know how to fix it.

Oh God. I hope it’s not the beginning of another Spring Fever.
Previous post Next post
Up