Wolf Ears (isnt there a band called Wolf Eyes? yeah i dont like that band).*
so much work. i think i love it even though sometimes it can become overwhelming. i need it to keep me focused on my own shit and to keep from getting distracted by things that tend to consume me. its also very helpful in not thinking about ian 24-7 because, again, focusing on myself is obviously what i should be doing. i need to even out the scales and make myself feel more equal and less at risk of heartache over little, stupid things. its almost been one year. so many mixed feelings. love him. want no one else. dont want to try to change people ever. gotta stop geting hurt feelers so easily if im going to be with him.
hes good, he really is. but i think i have been trained and conditioned differently than he has. in fact, i know i have. its interesting but i dont care right now because everything is cool.
this i smy mental vacation from work.
did my presentation tonight. my arm was visibly shaking, which is dumb because i know our project is the best there has been thus far. and everyone loved my wolf ears. they were a total hit. these uncreative people who want to be teachers, i tell ya....
my arms and hands hurt and i havent eaten a dececent meal since noon. tomorrow i have to bring "pretty mechanical pencils and stickers" to the elementary school because i stupidly promised them, forgetting temporarily about my bg d-land plans. thankfully, totsi reminded me that i will burn in hell if i fail on my promises to young babies in grade school who think im royalty....shes right. going the extra mile, thats right.
oh and the graffitti babies are the best. so little. such fucking heart. love them. willing to do it all.
okay i gotta go now.*
hes good, he really is. but i think i have been trained and conditioned differently than he has. in fact, i know i have. its interesting but i dont care right now because everything is cool.
this i smy mental vacation from work.
did my presentation tonight. my arm was visibly shaking, which is dumb because i know our project is the best there has been thus far. and everyone loved my wolf ears. they were a total hit. these uncreative people who want to be teachers, i tell ya....
my arms and hands hurt and i havent eaten a dececent meal since noon. tomorrow i have to bring "pretty mechanical pencils and stickers" to the elementary school because i stupidly promised them, forgetting temporarily about my bg d-land plans. thankfully, totsi reminded me that i will burn in hell if i fail on my promises to young babies in grade school who think im royalty....shes right. going the extra mile, thats right.
oh and the graffitti babies are the best. so little. such fucking heart. love them. willing to do it all.
okay i gotta go now.*