On a bluer ocean against tomorrow's sky
About 70% of the time my boyfriend asks me "What are you doing?" the answer is "shakin' it" and while I don't mind having to remind him, I feel like he should know by now.
Right now I am hardcore editing three different documents and it is refreshing being able to trash things and sift and pluck. I have spent hours deleting my own expletives and then wondering how they got there in the first place. The first time I recorded voice-overs the sound engineer had worked with my sister before and at the end I asked him how he thought it went. He said "I like you a lot more than your sister, I dont have to adjust your levels as much and I don't have too pull out as many goddamn shits and fucks." I'm naturally not as crass but I pride myself on never feeling compelled to voice or act on my emotions the minute they well up. People hate that, they jealous.
I had a great start to the story of my night downtown and the woman I was with but, as my luck would have it, the paper I wrote it on FLEW OUT MY WINDOW on my drive home from work today. Whoever finds that will appreciate it, I just hope it doesn't get stolen from me and I can somehow recreate the story. It was intense and I need to bring it back to earth. She was beautiful and I couldn't help myself.
I have had so many epiphanies lately and I have been far too busy to process them. One was when I was trying to find out what makes people be jealous of others. May sound dumb but it makes so much sense in my head. Being jealous causes people to want to make others jealous. One of the eternal cycles only to be broken by the second party, the one who the jealous one wants to be jealous, refusing to feel that way and in turn making make that person feel like a chump. Fortunately we don't all have that jealousy flaw and can potentially help those that do. Ahem... the one I love? He is working on it.
I'm getting my dad a ShoeDini for father's day. Never again can he tell me I'm a bad daughter.
Saturday I went to Target specifically to buy wine. My favorite Pinot was on sale. I stocked up. Monday my doctor told me no alcohol. I didn't think that included wine but 4 ounces and 2 hours later, I found out it did. My kids are staying with my mother for two weeks in case I can't take care of them. My heart is gonna bleed without those two. It hurts to even think about. I haven't spent a day without them since September. And even though it doesn't seem like it, I have to keep reminding myself that my life could still be worse, much worse.
Right now I am hardcore editing three different documents and it is refreshing being able to trash things and sift and pluck. I have spent hours deleting my own expletives and then wondering how they got there in the first place. The first time I recorded voice-overs the sound engineer had worked with my sister before and at the end I asked him how he thought it went. He said "I like you a lot more than your sister, I dont have to adjust your levels as much and I don't have too pull out as many goddamn shits and fucks." I'm naturally not as crass but I pride myself on never feeling compelled to voice or act on my emotions the minute they well up. People hate that, they jealous.
I had a great start to the story of my night downtown and the woman I was with but, as my luck would have it, the paper I wrote it on FLEW OUT MY WINDOW on my drive home from work today. Whoever finds that will appreciate it, I just hope it doesn't get stolen from me and I can somehow recreate the story. It was intense and I need to bring it back to earth. She was beautiful and I couldn't help myself.
I have had so many epiphanies lately and I have been far too busy to process them. One was when I was trying to find out what makes people be jealous of others. May sound dumb but it makes so much sense in my head. Being jealous causes people to want to make others jealous. One of the eternal cycles only to be broken by the second party, the one who the jealous one wants to be jealous, refusing to feel that way and in turn making make that person feel like a chump. Fortunately we don't all have that jealousy flaw and can potentially help those that do. Ahem... the one I love? He is working on it.
I'm getting my dad a ShoeDini for father's day. Never again can he tell me I'm a bad daughter.
Saturday I went to Target specifically to buy wine. My favorite Pinot was on sale. I stocked up. Monday my doctor told me no alcohol. I didn't think that included wine but 4 ounces and 2 hours later, I found out it did. My kids are staying with my mother for two weeks in case I can't take care of them. My heart is gonna bleed without those two. It hurts to even think about. I haven't spent a day without them since September. And even though it doesn't seem like it, I have to keep reminding myself that my life could still be worse, much worse.