TANG = Terrible awful no good, explains the drink huh?
So the past little while I have had to deal with a lot of firsts:
First time getting into a strange man's car so I could just get to where I was going (thanks for not killing me "adrian")
First time driving in 13 months
First time ever driving something bigger than a van - that would be a 14ft U Haul Truck
First time driving a disel engine.
First time realising growing up sucks.
First time crying openly on York St
I am not down with all this. Terrible, awful, no good day. Also because my BFF moved permenantly to BC just hours ago. Pictures of our journey to get her moved to the west coast will be up shortly but if you were ever in the mood to do something you may want to consider your friendly neighbourhood red head to get her out of her hovel. I have never wanted more to just sit and sleep and not care ina long while. I haven't sobbed like today in years. Maybe even 10 years. Wait no - the cruiseship made me cry but yeah - that long ago. Thats like 5 years. Ugh. You know the cry that just shakes your body and makes yu feel like a mack truck slammed into you?
I'm considering this all a part of my 1/4 crisis because with all my friends moving and the like - I feel a desperate need to "move". Oh yes I want to move to a new apt. I want new stuff and new adventure - but more importantly I want to believe in something and really give myself to a project. I really feel in between. I have a great job. I have good gigs now and then. But I'm thinking the term blah describes me overall.
So I may have a lil cry-fest over here in the corner - sorry if I'm snippy or just don't care as much but yeah - uh - I'm just not down with all this.
First time getting into a strange man's car so I could just get to where I was going (thanks for not killing me "adrian")
First time driving in 13 months
First time ever driving something bigger than a van - that would be a 14ft U Haul Truck
First time driving a disel engine.
First time realising growing up sucks.
First time crying openly on York St
I am not down with all this. Terrible, awful, no good day. Also because my BFF moved permenantly to BC just hours ago. Pictures of our journey to get her moved to the west coast will be up shortly but if you were ever in the mood to do something you may want to consider your friendly neighbourhood red head to get her out of her hovel. I have never wanted more to just sit and sleep and not care ina long while. I haven't sobbed like today in years. Maybe even 10 years. Wait no - the cruiseship made me cry but yeah - that long ago. Thats like 5 years. Ugh. You know the cry that just shakes your body and makes yu feel like a mack truck slammed into you?
I'm considering this all a part of my 1/4 crisis because with all my friends moving and the like - I feel a desperate need to "move". Oh yes I want to move to a new apt. I want new stuff and new adventure - but more importantly I want to believe in something and really give myself to a project. I really feel in between. I have a great job. I have good gigs now and then. But I'm thinking the term blah describes me overall.
So I may have a lil cry-fest over here in the corner - sorry if I'm snippy or just don't care as much but yeah - uh - I'm just not down with all this.