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today, more than 22 and a half years into my life i've discovered that my rib cage is uneven. fuck! there go all my dreams of being a calvin klein model down the drain. how does it take someone 22 years to realise something like that?? and how is it that brian never noticed? i doubt all this information will be as profound tomorrow morning as it is now. ya?
in other news i'm psyching the ol self up for seattle, once i made the decision to get moving it lost some of the romance/mystic that it used to hold. now comes the depressing part where i leave the city i've always known and my three friends and my parents. not to mention i can't take the fifteen tons of crafty shit that i want to take. but i'm socked about actually missing my parents. living with them this time around has been fun. really, i mean the fun part. it's not the raging battle through dissonance with my mother that it was when i was a teen. ah shit i guess i've grown up then. i like spending time with her because i can make her laugh on new levels now, and she doesn't frustrate me at all, it's just a really calm relationship with good conversations. AGGHH that's the good stuff though, the really brilliant conversations. the ones that i wish i could be having with someone who isn't verging on "grandma" (not that she isnt gorge! she's just another generation ahead.)
i dunno, i made some great scores at marshalls today so watch out seattle hipsters! i'll post about b tomorrow.
in other news i'm psyching the ol self up for seattle, once i made the decision to get moving it lost some of the romance/mystic that it used to hold. now comes the depressing part where i leave the city i've always known and my three friends and my parents. not to mention i can't take the fifteen tons of crafty shit that i want to take. but i'm socked about actually missing my parents. living with them this time around has been fun. really, i mean the fun part. it's not the raging battle through dissonance with my mother that it was when i was a teen. ah shit i guess i've grown up then. i like spending time with her because i can make her laugh on new levels now, and she doesn't frustrate me at all, it's just a really calm relationship with good conversations. AGGHH that's the good stuff though, the really brilliant conversations. the ones that i wish i could be having with someone who isn't verging on "grandma" (not that she isnt gorge! she's just another generation ahead.)
i dunno, i made some great scores at marshalls today so watch out seattle hipsters! i'll post about b tomorrow.