Busy, busy. I eat bees.
I hope everybody had a lovely holiday season - mine was capped off perfectly with some heavy drinking on New Year's Eve.
I've been working lots, seeing friends in spare time, working some more and trying to avoid the usual drama. I was a bit splatted on the 1st because I opened the pub and worked straight through til 4 and had the most hectic day ever. The kitchen was so busy we were telling people there was at least an hour's wait on food, which is pretty unheard of. Still, for the rest of the day I was up and about doing odd jobs and stuff. Since then too, keeping myself busy.
Unknown force is making me do little odd jobs, just silly things around the house; semi-pointless errands. I went out just to buy 3 little things I needed (not even needed right this moment, things I will need in the near future). I'm distracting myself. I'm doing it right now. LJ'ing instead of what I should be doing, what I promised I'd do. I'm scared, I think.
I'm doing that thing where you listen to the lyrics of a song properly when you probably shouldn't. A bullied schoolkid dressed as faerie and singing in iambic pentameter probably shouldn't be listened to too carefully. Oh well, my error...
I know not by what power I'm made bold,
But still you flout my insufficiency.
I don't know why I'm being so up-front all of a sudden, it was my attempt at being better. I'm still getting knocked back though, it doesn't seem to be working.
Those of you who've spent time in my company will know one of my favourite utterances is "I hate my life." and that's because its cathartic. I don't hate my life really, but in saying it I feel much better. I'm afraid that one day I'm going to say it and I'll be right.
I've been working lots, seeing friends in spare time, working some more and trying to avoid the usual drama. I was a bit splatted on the 1st because I opened the pub and worked straight through til 4 and had the most hectic day ever. The kitchen was so busy we were telling people there was at least an hour's wait on food, which is pretty unheard of. Still, for the rest of the day I was up and about doing odd jobs and stuff. Since then too, keeping myself busy.
Unknown force is making me do little odd jobs, just silly things around the house; semi-pointless errands. I went out just to buy 3 little things I needed (not even needed right this moment, things I will need in the near future). I'm distracting myself. I'm doing it right now. LJ'ing instead of what I should be doing, what I promised I'd do. I'm scared, I think.
I'm doing that thing where you listen to the lyrics of a song properly when you probably shouldn't. A bullied schoolkid dressed as faerie and singing in iambic pentameter probably shouldn't be listened to too carefully. Oh well, my error...
I know not by what power I'm made bold,
But still you flout my insufficiency.
I don't know why I'm being so up-front all of a sudden, it was my attempt at being better. I'm still getting knocked back though, it doesn't seem to be working.
Those of you who've spent time in my company will know one of my favourite utterances is "I hate my life." and that's because its cathartic. I don't hate my life really, but in saying it I feel much better. I'm afraid that one day I'm going to say it and I'll be right.