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i drink good coffee every morning
..comes from a place that's far away,
and when i'm done i feel like talking..
without you here, there is less to say.
Colin Hay
Distance is the biggest bitch that i have ever met. God... or Satan ...or the equivalent, which i think may have been my fifth grade teacher, is making each mile stretch longer and longer. I haven't been myself lately and being alone isn't fixing this at all. Re-reading that, i now realize that my mother was one of my fifth grade teachers. A retraction is not necessary. The moral of the story is that a simple 400 miles is ripping my insides out.
My stories have morals..heh.. kind of
So we're remodeling my bathroom... There's a hole that goes straight to the ground where the bathtub was. It's very fucking drafty in this house.
oh and Lee is home for a few days. um Lee is my older brother for those unaware. whew freakin do. eh. i want to sleep somewhere else. save me.
it's 2:00 and i can't sleep and i'm not really okay with that but my sonata is in there with lee and i don't want to go in there.
um in good news... bought new charcoal and graphite pencils so yay for that.
my boss's mother always offers me alcohol when i'm over at her house. would you like a glass of wine sweetie? i love that woman. classy lady. she talks to me like she raised me. she reminds me of all the things my grandfather used to be...before alzheimer's. it really saddens me that sometimes i forget.
it's interesting not being loved by anyone. you cannot love someone out of habit. things were so comfortable and safe for awhile. things change.
my ex beau(aaron)'s alcoholic mom is trying to get us back together.
oh there's so much she doens't know. dating aaron was very interesting. he kisses like a girl. i mean he's a great kisser but he oh so kisses like a girl. getting back with him will never happen. best friends do not date. actually best friends date, break up, and then continue being best friends...in my case.
ah my little aaron. i do love him so much. everyone should have a slightly feminine exboyfriend/best friend to shop with and drink coffee and watch movies with.
2:41... still fucking around on the computer. big fight with hai. i need sleep.
deep breathing.low stress
happiness is a warm gun
(bang bang shoot shoot)
love always,
kathleen
..comes from a place that's far away,
and when i'm done i feel like talking..
without you here, there is less to say.
Colin Hay
Distance is the biggest bitch that i have ever met. God... or Satan ...or the equivalent, which i think may have been my fifth grade teacher, is making each mile stretch longer and longer. I haven't been myself lately and being alone isn't fixing this at all. Re-reading that, i now realize that my mother was one of my fifth grade teachers. A retraction is not necessary. The moral of the story is that a simple 400 miles is ripping my insides out.
My stories have morals..heh.. kind of
So we're remodeling my bathroom... There's a hole that goes straight to the ground where the bathtub was. It's very fucking drafty in this house.
oh and Lee is home for a few days. um Lee is my older brother for those unaware. whew freakin do. eh. i want to sleep somewhere else. save me.
it's 2:00 and i can't sleep and i'm not really okay with that but my sonata is in there with lee and i don't want to go in there.
um in good news... bought new charcoal and graphite pencils so yay for that.
my boss's mother always offers me alcohol when i'm over at her house. would you like a glass of wine sweetie? i love that woman. classy lady. she talks to me like she raised me. she reminds me of all the things my grandfather used to be...before alzheimer's. it really saddens me that sometimes i forget.
it's interesting not being loved by anyone. you cannot love someone out of habit. things were so comfortable and safe for awhile. things change.
my ex beau(aaron)'s alcoholic mom is trying to get us back together.
oh there's so much she doens't know. dating aaron was very interesting. he kisses like a girl. i mean he's a great kisser but he oh so kisses like a girl. getting back with him will never happen. best friends do not date. actually best friends date, break up, and then continue being best friends...in my case.
ah my little aaron. i do love him so much. everyone should have a slightly feminine exboyfriend/best friend to shop with and drink coffee and watch movies with.
2:41... still fucking around on the computer. big fight with hai. i need sleep.
deep breathing.low stress
happiness is a warm gun
(bang bang shoot shoot)
love always,
kathleen