and crash!
i love cons, but i hate coming home from them... well thats not to say i really hate it, i just feel so AT HOME at a con because nobody thinks im weird due to my hobbies. while i love the people at work, sometimes its hard to really relate to them due to our... differences in taste. strangely, many of the adults where i work are really adults and can see beyond differences in taste. even if i cant really relate to them, i can at least converse with them and that makes my life a better place.
still, tama is like my feet on the ground. i honestly dont know how someone can be such a reality check so consistently. i still want to see her in loligoth even if she wants to kill me for saying it.
contact from someone special made my heart skip a beat today. it was such a surprise. trillian at work said "you have received mail from" and i had to sit there catching my breath for what seemed like an eternity.
my friend flew to china today. she is staying there a month with her son. i hope she gets rested. she works wayyyy too hard.
thats it. i kind of hoping to be a little depressed soon (probably will happen over the next week unless things keep surprising me in pleasant ways) so i can write something. i write SO beautifully when im depressed. at least, i think so. maybe its not depression, but its something associated with it. i need to try to figure out what it is so i can see if its possible for me to write while im ... "up".
still, tama is like my feet on the ground. i honestly dont know how someone can be such a reality check so consistently. i still want to see her in loligoth even if she wants to kill me for saying it.
contact from someone special made my heart skip a beat today. it was such a surprise. trillian at work said "you have received mail from" and i had to sit there catching my breath for what seemed like an eternity.
my friend flew to china today. she is staying there a month with her son. i hope she gets rested. she works wayyyy too hard.
thats it. i kind of hoping to be a little depressed soon (probably will happen over the next week unless things keep surprising me in pleasant ways) so i can write something. i write SO beautifully when im depressed. at least, i think so. maybe its not depression, but its something associated with it. i need to try to figure out what it is so i can see if its possible for me to write while im ... "up".