Actual Update
Life is a cookie... but the dried out oatmeal/raisin one left when you finally are able to reach the cookie jar.
I'm moving at the end of this month. Due to a need for a change of scene. I'm flat broke, however, because my giving ass doesn't know when to stop. So, I'll most likely be moving in with the 'rents until I can reset my barrings.
My life is in need of some change. A lot of change, really. And with my birthday being where it is in the zodiac, change makes for the NOT SO FUN!! Change, you say? Fuck. that.
Change, like, my jobs can't afford me life in solitude. And I really need to find myself a full time massage job. That seems like the biggest hassle on the planet. But really, it probably won't be as difficult as I think. Actually, no, I lied, it's the fucking end of the world.
Like, I want to live alone. But only because I'll go insane living with anyone I know and I'm not a trusting enough person to share space with a total stranger. I will be so lonely.
My sister got herself a job interview through her company. The job she wants to get is in Idaho. I know I don't hang out with her that much at all and we don't get along so well sometimes and most of the time she's just obnoxious to me, but for some reason, I don't want her to move. It doesn't make any sense to me why I care that she's in the same city as me.
There has been quite a few changes in my interpersonal relationships lately. Changes that make me think we're going to take a left fork instead of the right and all I want to do is go straight. The left fork will end with a little foot path off to the side so that I can walk away crying. But it'll all be for the better.
All my friends tell me that I should dump my boyfriend, but the thing that really pushes me to do it is Monday nights, and that is a dumb reason to dump someone.
Life is one fuck-all stress mess right now. Which means that when I'm not starving, my stomach hurts, and my entire body feels like a tightly woven rope.
I think I need to go to Mars. But just until the end of the month.
I'm moving at the end of this month. Due to a need for a change of scene. I'm flat broke, however, because my giving ass doesn't know when to stop. So, I'll most likely be moving in with the 'rents until I can reset my barrings.
My life is in need of some change. A lot of change, really. And with my birthday being where it is in the zodiac, change makes for the NOT SO FUN!! Change, you say? Fuck. that.
Change, like, my jobs can't afford me life in solitude. And I really need to find myself a full time massage job. That seems like the biggest hassle on the planet. But really, it probably won't be as difficult as I think. Actually, no, I lied, it's the fucking end of the world.
Like, I want to live alone. But only because I'll go insane living with anyone I know and I'm not a trusting enough person to share space with a total stranger. I will be so lonely.
My sister got herself a job interview through her company. The job she wants to get is in Idaho. I know I don't hang out with her that much at all and we don't get along so well sometimes and most of the time she's just obnoxious to me, but for some reason, I don't want her to move. It doesn't make any sense to me why I care that she's in the same city as me.
There has been quite a few changes in my interpersonal relationships lately. Changes that make me think we're going to take a left fork instead of the right and all I want to do is go straight. The left fork will end with a little foot path off to the side so that I can walk away crying. But it'll all be for the better.
All my friends tell me that I should dump my boyfriend, but the thing that really pushes me to do it is Monday nights, and that is a dumb reason to dump someone.
Life is one fuck-all stress mess right now. Which means that when I'm not starving, my stomach hurts, and my entire body feels like a tightly woven rope.
I think I need to go to Mars. But just until the end of the month.