everything is magic.
it's march 2nd and i definitely haven't written at all in here during 2008 yet.
perhaps it has something to do with the fact that my computer is kept at a house that i don't live in?
perhaps it's just that there's been nothing to write about?
i'm going to go ahead with the latter because, well, it's true.
i'm having an unnecessarily hard time with being an "adult" lately.
i can't stand my job. or half of my job. but now that i've let it get to me, i just sit and dwell and freak out about it.
i've never had anxiety this bad before. i've literally made myself sick.
i've been putting off going to the doctor to have, what i believe to be acid reflux and possibly an ulcer, checked out because i am scared to find out that i really am so crazy that it's ruining my body.
that and i know i can't afford whatever kind of scope they want to stick down my throat/in my stomach.
but at the same time, i feel sick every day. literally every day.
sigh.
anyway, with that i have taken it upon myself to ressurrect my resume and update it so that i may start applying for new jobs in milwaukee that will make me happier.
i'm already over-excited and i haven't even applied for a job yet so i'm definitely expecting a let down.
in other news, i am completely in love. which isn't new news, however is increasingly both terrifying and gratifying.
on the one hand, i am so not a fan of trusting myself and my feelings to someone else, not knowing if or when they will decide to throw them on the floor and tap dance. on the other hand, i just love evan. no one has ever made me feel as happy and wonderful as he makes me feel. and i never want that to go away.
on a completely different note, what exactly do you do when you're just hanging out in a room and tom delonge walks in and makes a random comment to everyone in the room?
general consensus says you nervously giggle and almost throw up.
and there's that.
perhaps it has something to do with the fact that my computer is kept at a house that i don't live in?
perhaps it's just that there's been nothing to write about?
i'm going to go ahead with the latter because, well, it's true.
i'm having an unnecessarily hard time with being an "adult" lately.
i can't stand my job. or half of my job. but now that i've let it get to me, i just sit and dwell and freak out about it.
i've never had anxiety this bad before. i've literally made myself sick.
i've been putting off going to the doctor to have, what i believe to be acid reflux and possibly an ulcer, checked out because i am scared to find out that i really am so crazy that it's ruining my body.
that and i know i can't afford whatever kind of scope they want to stick down my throat/in my stomach.
but at the same time, i feel sick every day. literally every day.
sigh.
anyway, with that i have taken it upon myself to ressurrect my resume and update it so that i may start applying for new jobs in milwaukee that will make me happier.
i'm already over-excited and i haven't even applied for a job yet so i'm definitely expecting a let down.
in other news, i am completely in love. which isn't new news, however is increasingly both terrifying and gratifying.
on the one hand, i am so not a fan of trusting myself and my feelings to someone else, not knowing if or when they will decide to throw them on the floor and tap dance. on the other hand, i just love evan. no one has ever made me feel as happy and wonderful as he makes me feel. and i never want that to go away.
on a completely different note, what exactly do you do when you're just hanging out in a room and tom delonge walks in and makes a random comment to everyone in the room?
general consensus says you nervously giggle and almost throw up.
and there's that.