Merry Christmas In July!
The crushing weirdness of reading old entries. It's always the same. I bought wine and cookies instead of taking perscription drugs and this is a good thing. Today I succeeded at making it to work on time, yesterday not so good. I slept for hours. Couldn't see straight, or walk, or stand. Something was just too heavy. I had a dream that Sean microwaved a watermelon, and it came out with radioactive green slime on it. I really want to remember that, because I think it would look good in a moving picture. I have been considering a movie lately. I usually take a few minutes, and then think better of it. Mainly because I have no experience with film, and I have no idea how to create the images I see in my head in any medium. I suppose I should try to write them out first. Somewhere other than LJ probably.
There were maggots in Mika's catfood yesterday, and that was upsetting. Maggots have the worst timing. They always show themselves to me when I am already down and/or out. This tends to throw me into some sort of comatose state where I shiver in disgust at the recurring images of them popping into my mind. I also realized how truly gross grilled cheese sandwiches are. Today I put my ring on again. It made me markedly happy once today. That is fantastic. I think a shower and a toothbrushing sound nice. Maybe then a glass of wine and some more searching for music that grabs me and shakes me up and down and all around. Every day is one day closer to moving. I feel it in the air, and I am cautiously excited!
P.S. The more I thought about it, the last line in "The Twelve Days Of Christmas In July" should have been "And a cold tall glass of iced tea."
There were maggots in Mika's catfood yesterday, and that was upsetting. Maggots have the worst timing. They always show themselves to me when I am already down and/or out. This tends to throw me into some sort of comatose state where I shiver in disgust at the recurring images of them popping into my mind. I also realized how truly gross grilled cheese sandwiches are. Today I put my ring on again. It made me markedly happy once today. That is fantastic. I think a shower and a toothbrushing sound nice. Maybe then a glass of wine and some more searching for music that grabs me and shakes me up and down and all around. Every day is one day closer to moving. I feel it in the air, and I am cautiously excited!
P.S. The more I thought about it, the last line in "The Twelve Days Of Christmas In July" should have been "And a cold tall glass of iced tea."