Where are my pants?
I smile when I think of southern dialect. Where else is the pet name 'honeychild' acceptable when talking to a stranger?
I am at Jen's apartment. Wow, soon, I'll be saying "I'm at Jen's house."
The house is turning out to be pretty damn sweet. The people I live with aren't too ridiculous, and even if they start being ridiculous they're never around anyway. My goal this week is to make my room look like I live there. Jen and I already plan to paint a mural of some sort on one of the walls. I just need random stuff to throw around, really. Any contributions are always appreciated.
My face doesn't fall too much anymore. I am oscillating between one specific mood and another that is hard to place. I think the best thing to do in this situation is to not let my paranoia get the best of me. Currently, I am coping by listening to music that caters to both moods. It's working out nicely.
I am going to write something, and post it soon. I never do that anymore, and I'd like to know what you guys think about the things in my head. Maybe a separate journal is in order...Anyhow, I must be going. There are piggies to be painted, and pants to be found. Good day!
Love, Peace, and much Happiness,
~me
I am at Jen's apartment. Wow, soon, I'll be saying "I'm at Jen's house."
The house is turning out to be pretty damn sweet. The people I live with aren't too ridiculous, and even if they start being ridiculous they're never around anyway. My goal this week is to make my room look like I live there. Jen and I already plan to paint a mural of some sort on one of the walls. I just need random stuff to throw around, really. Any contributions are always appreciated.
My face doesn't fall too much anymore. I am oscillating between one specific mood and another that is hard to place. I think the best thing to do in this situation is to not let my paranoia get the best of me. Currently, I am coping by listening to music that caters to both moods. It's working out nicely.
I am going to write something, and post it soon. I never do that anymore, and I'd like to know what you guys think about the things in my head. Maybe a separate journal is in order...Anyhow, I must be going. There are piggies to be painted, and pants to be found. Good day!
Love, Peace, and much Happiness,
~me