you are my sunshine
i feel like an amalgum of every character john cusak's ever played rolled into one.
neurotic romantic, non-sequiter-rambling jack-of-all-trades, hopeless perfectionist, and inner-monologue connousieur.
i've had lots and lots of time to think these days.
i spend most of my day every day in the company of myself alone and more often than not, it is in silence.
my record player is fun but only gets occasional attention, my cd player broke in november, and i can't put any music onto this computer since it's on loan - i have barely put a thing on it in fact, in the entire time i've kept it.
radio is boring and i don't own an ipod or any other variation on an mp3 player.
i own a tv but haveno cable hooked up here for the sake of my budget.
so it's silence i live in.
this silence an ideal opportunity for my poor little brain to be chug-chug-chugging away at ten-thousand lightyears/half second.
makes it difficult to get anything done when i'm permitted to become so easily distracted by all the lovely distractions around me.
most of which lie within my own mind, but... that's neither here nor there when i'm alone, now isn't it.
i wish someone had bought me one of those colouring pages-and-marker-sets for christmas. you know, the ones you get in those clear plastic hanging bags at zellers or wal-mart or anywhere child consumers wander.
i really think those are an understatedly radical gift to receive and/or give... all artistic materials, no matter how seemlingly simple, can act as exceptionally therapeutic playtime for those who enjoy.
had a job interview today for a job as a receptionist at a bellydencing studio on the hamilton mountain
will be finding out in a few days how that went, but i certainly left there having made the interviewers smile, laugh, tell me i'm cute (and since they're bubbly girls who teach bellydancing, that can't be anything but a good thing) and inform me that i'd 'answered [their] questions remarkably astutely, refreshingly wittily, and basically perfectly"
answering phones ftw!
finally, had an unexpected guest drop by my pad last night in the wee hours... never did i think i'd be so anything-but-grumpy to be woken up for want of company... MWAH! loveliness!
joint!
neurotic romantic, non-sequiter-rambling jack-of-all-trades, hopeless perfectionist, and inner-monologue connousieur.
i've had lots and lots of time to think these days.
i spend most of my day every day in the company of myself alone and more often than not, it is in silence.
my record player is fun but only gets occasional attention, my cd player broke in november, and i can't put any music onto this computer since it's on loan - i have barely put a thing on it in fact, in the entire time i've kept it.
radio is boring and i don't own an ipod or any other variation on an mp3 player.
i own a tv but haveno cable hooked up here for the sake of my budget.
so it's silence i live in.
this silence an ideal opportunity for my poor little brain to be chug-chug-chugging away at ten-thousand lightyears/half second.
makes it difficult to get anything done when i'm permitted to become so easily distracted by all the lovely distractions around me.
most of which lie within my own mind, but... that's neither here nor there when i'm alone, now isn't it.
i wish someone had bought me one of those colouring pages-and-marker-sets for christmas. you know, the ones you get in those clear plastic hanging bags at zellers or wal-mart or anywhere child consumers wander.
i really think those are an understatedly radical gift to receive and/or give... all artistic materials, no matter how seemlingly simple, can act as exceptionally therapeutic playtime for those who enjoy.
had a job interview today for a job as a receptionist at a bellydencing studio on the hamilton mountain
will be finding out in a few days how that went, but i certainly left there having made the interviewers smile, laugh, tell me i'm cute (and since they're bubbly girls who teach bellydancing, that can't be anything but a good thing) and inform me that i'd 'answered [their] questions remarkably astutely, refreshingly wittily, and basically perfectly"
answering phones ftw!
finally, had an unexpected guest drop by my pad last night in the wee hours... never did i think i'd be so anything-but-grumpy to be woken up for want of company... MWAH! loveliness!
joint!