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Dear Diary, today was eventful and random.
I put in my notice at work, and I was told to not bother coming in for the next two weeks, and was told that I will still get paid for that time. A few co-workers seemed skeptical that this will work out, but I have it in writing, so I guess it will have to.
Bosses glared at me as I left, and coworkers patted me on the back, and we said our goodbyes. Ryan G. gave me a few strawberry cigarellos as a farewell gift, and I walked home, with this weird, eerie feeling creeping up on me as if I had just made a horrible mistake.
So I get in the door of my appartment, have a random anxiety attack, chain smoking those strawberry cigarellos as I went (I still have the taste in my mouth), wondering if I was going to feel this way until something good happened again... only to have my kitty, Dahmer, crawl into my lap, lay on her back and look at me with her big, yellow eyes.
she's just so adorable i had to take a picture, needless to say I instantly felt better.
i then started making dinner... took a swig of milk from the fridge just to realise it was sour.. cooked some chicken just to take a bite and realise it had gone bad. so then I ended up having the last box of mac and cheese insted.
i started a new painting, of Mary holding Jesus, with fancy script that says "Return to Sender." sounds weird, I know, but it looks pretty cool, I promise.
the mail came; delivering to me my new 1 inch tapers with some 3/4 tunnels. I promptly shoved the tapers in my ears, i'm so excited to upsize. My accordion sheet music also finally turned up, I must have practised for a good 3 or 4 hours tonight.
i've recently noticed how rediculously attractive i find boys in giant, black framed glasses and vintage polo shirts. 50's nerds, thats a hot ticket.
tomorrow i am jamming with Jodi. accordion and violin; be prepared!! i'll probably bring over some train wine for good measure.
art show on sunday, Ryan S. is coming with me, I am so excited.
Love,
Kara Von Cannibal
I put in my notice at work, and I was told to not bother coming in for the next two weeks, and was told that I will still get paid for that time. A few co-workers seemed skeptical that this will work out, but I have it in writing, so I guess it will have to.
Bosses glared at me as I left, and coworkers patted me on the back, and we said our goodbyes. Ryan G. gave me a few strawberry cigarellos as a farewell gift, and I walked home, with this weird, eerie feeling creeping up on me as if I had just made a horrible mistake.
So I get in the door of my appartment, have a random anxiety attack, chain smoking those strawberry cigarellos as I went (I still have the taste in my mouth), wondering if I was going to feel this way until something good happened again... only to have my kitty, Dahmer, crawl into my lap, lay on her back and look at me with her big, yellow eyes.
she's just so adorable i had to take a picture, needless to say I instantly felt better.
i then started making dinner... took a swig of milk from the fridge just to realise it was sour.. cooked some chicken just to take a bite and realise it had gone bad. so then I ended up having the last box of mac and cheese insted.
i started a new painting, of Mary holding Jesus, with fancy script that says "Return to Sender." sounds weird, I know, but it looks pretty cool, I promise.
the mail came; delivering to me my new 1 inch tapers with some 3/4 tunnels. I promptly shoved the tapers in my ears, i'm so excited to upsize. My accordion sheet music also finally turned up, I must have practised for a good 3 or 4 hours tonight.
i've recently noticed how rediculously attractive i find boys in giant, black framed glasses and vintage polo shirts. 50's nerds, thats a hot ticket.
tomorrow i am jamming with Jodi. accordion and violin; be prepared!! i'll probably bring over some train wine for good measure.
art show on sunday, Ryan S. is coming with me, I am so excited.
Love,
Kara Von Cannibal