Hi.
Well. Um. I often wonder why I do this. I get inspired to go write in my LiveJournal, let the few friends I have know that I'm alive and well. I feel so out of touch with everyone except a very small amount of people. I realize more and more that this place sucks, and though it is very pretty here and peaceful, it's also real fucking excruciating. It's been a very long time since I've even bothered thinking about my livejournal, but I sit here one day and check it out, and it's like a big kick in the ass. HEY LOOK PEOPLE YOU LIKE THAT STILL EXIST! All my friends, all the old times...*sigh* I'm not gonna sit here and wish for the old days, that's okay, I like new things anyways. Life is life, no matter what. I do miss everyone though, I miss you all quite a bit. And I know I've been extremely lousy at keeping in touch, I'm terrible at things like that in general. I'm too easily distracted. It's very annoying and frustrating sometimes, because I really would like to stay in touch with my friends, and I really would like to remember everything better. But I don't and suffer for it. I'm trying though. I guess. I sound so depressing.
My life is going pretty damn good, I guess. It's not exciting or anything, but I have a wonderful person to love, my parents appreciate me (if grudgingly), what few friends I still talk to are good to me. I have fun, even if I don't do very much. The most exciting thing I'm doing right now is a garden out in front of my mother's vestry. And I'm doing Bellydancing with Veena and Neena. They're pretty cool, and it's fun to learn. Fred and I lived in an apartment together for a year, and then we moved back into my mum's place. This is where I'm typing at you from. We're only gonna be here for a short time, hopefully. Fred and I are working on getting our own house and land and such, which would be a dream come true to me. I really haven't done that much. I work and exist and hang out...I dunno, what do you want me to say?
Recently there has been a lot of guff goin' around, starting off with a comment made to me about Jess possibly stealing booze from the Inn. This is not something I want to hear, A: Because I told my mother she could trust Jess and that Jess would be good to hire and B: I trusted Jess
I do not know wether this is true or not. I went on her livejournal to see what she had to say, and instead found out about her drinking and driving. I do not condone drinking and driving, so I showed Fredric. Shit rolls down hill. I'm very sure Jess wants to wring my neck, but I'm angry as it is, because drinking and driving is STUPID. I don't care who you are, if I can get you in trouble for it, I will. Period. The whole stealing this is a subject I'm not too keen on. I want to believe she didn't, but there's all these rumors that she did. I really hope she didn't, because she could've gotten my mother into lots of shit if she had gotten caught. And like I said, I stated that she could be trusted. I'm sorry Jess if you think I'm a bitch for pointing out what you stated to the world, but everyone has to suffer the consequences of their actions. I have lived through that fact many times.
This summer I'm going to be the Sous Chef at the Inn. This is like a step up for me, since I most definitely started at the bottom when I first started living here. I think it will be a fun job, I like Chad, I like the Kitchen (I wish I could take it with me when I leave), and I like the waitstaff. My mum I can tolerate as a boss, because I can talk her into about anything. But we get along well enough anyways. My brother is very funny in the kitchen, you can tell he just graduated from Culinary School. He knows lots. And he lets you know that he knows lots. *giggle*
Okay...so I've run out of things to say. Maybe I'll actually remember to post more often. Lotsa love to those who want it!
My life is going pretty damn good, I guess. It's not exciting or anything, but I have a wonderful person to love, my parents appreciate me (if grudgingly), what few friends I still talk to are good to me. I have fun, even if I don't do very much. The most exciting thing I'm doing right now is a garden out in front of my mother's vestry. And I'm doing Bellydancing with Veena and Neena. They're pretty cool, and it's fun to learn. Fred and I lived in an apartment together for a year, and then we moved back into my mum's place. This is where I'm typing at you from. We're only gonna be here for a short time, hopefully. Fred and I are working on getting our own house and land and such, which would be a dream come true to me. I really haven't done that much. I work and exist and hang out...I dunno, what do you want me to say?
Recently there has been a lot of guff goin' around, starting off with a comment made to me about Jess possibly stealing booze from the Inn. This is not something I want to hear, A: Because I told my mother she could trust Jess and that Jess would be good to hire and B: I trusted Jess
I do not know wether this is true or not. I went on her livejournal to see what she had to say, and instead found out about her drinking and driving. I do not condone drinking and driving, so I showed Fredric. Shit rolls down hill. I'm very sure Jess wants to wring my neck, but I'm angry as it is, because drinking and driving is STUPID. I don't care who you are, if I can get you in trouble for it, I will. Period. The whole stealing this is a subject I'm not too keen on. I want to believe she didn't, but there's all these rumors that she did. I really hope she didn't, because she could've gotten my mother into lots of shit if she had gotten caught. And like I said, I stated that she could be trusted. I'm sorry Jess if you think I'm a bitch for pointing out what you stated to the world, but everyone has to suffer the consequences of their actions. I have lived through that fact many times.
This summer I'm going to be the Sous Chef at the Inn. This is like a step up for me, since I most definitely started at the bottom when I first started living here. I think it will be a fun job, I like Chad, I like the Kitchen (I wish I could take it with me when I leave), and I like the waitstaff. My mum I can tolerate as a boss, because I can talk her into about anything. But we get along well enough anyways. My brother is very funny in the kitchen, you can tell he just graduated from Culinary School. He knows lots. And he lets you know that he knows lots. *giggle*
Okay...so I've run out of things to say. Maybe I'll actually remember to post more often. Lotsa love to those who want it!