if these walls could talk they wouldn't shut the fuck up
Lately I've been rediscovering a love for Sage Francis and (not my love for) working my tail off. I keep getting more hours than what is originally posted so that's super chill. My manager loves me and understands my situation so I just got another 25 cent raise, yaie yaie.
And once again I am going over to pitch pipe every chance I get. The drive is about the equivalent of driving from my old place off of Tyler to Woodcrest. I don't give a fuck though, I love seeing everyone there.
Yesterday Chris, Katie, Brian and I watched the Sigur Ros movie. It was breathtaking. I haven't really listened to them too much but now I totally want to.
When I got home I got in a sort of sour mood. Alex was upset because of work and everything and I always get upset when he's not feeling good. There was a mess in the kitchen as well as everywhere else in the house and I felt repulsed. I realized how much I just don't like being at home because of the tv's, Alex's parents and brother. They all just leave messes because they're totally bored and unhappy. My first reaction was the desire to just break all of the dirty dishes in the sink but I tried to focus my aggression on cleaning. I usually want to clean when I'm upset but it took a little more prodding this time for me to do so. I cleaned the fridge and by the time I was finished with everything but the crispers and the door I had gotten all that built up anger out of me. Whatever Alex had been doing in the room got his anger out too and we just chilled and felt good in each others presence for the rest of the night.
Now Alex is at his brother Thom's work helping him with some things. He's getting paid on top of spending time with him like he's been wanting to do for months. We were planning to go to this fondue place with Thom and his wife but I guess they're busy tonight. We're still going to go anyway and I'm super stoked because the food looked dope as fuck. Hopefully we won't need a reservation, it's kind of a nice place.
And now I'm off to do some chores I've been putting off by escaping to pitch pipe.
love,
Lindsey
And once again I am going over to pitch pipe every chance I get. The drive is about the equivalent of driving from my old place off of Tyler to Woodcrest. I don't give a fuck though, I love seeing everyone there.
Yesterday Chris, Katie, Brian and I watched the Sigur Ros movie. It was breathtaking. I haven't really listened to them too much but now I totally want to.
When I got home I got in a sort of sour mood. Alex was upset because of work and everything and I always get upset when he's not feeling good. There was a mess in the kitchen as well as everywhere else in the house and I felt repulsed. I realized how much I just don't like being at home because of the tv's, Alex's parents and brother. They all just leave messes because they're totally bored and unhappy. My first reaction was the desire to just break all of the dirty dishes in the sink but I tried to focus my aggression on cleaning. I usually want to clean when I'm upset but it took a little more prodding this time for me to do so. I cleaned the fridge and by the time I was finished with everything but the crispers and the door I had gotten all that built up anger out of me. Whatever Alex had been doing in the room got his anger out too and we just chilled and felt good in each others presence for the rest of the night.
Now Alex is at his brother Thom's work helping him with some things. He's getting paid on top of spending time with him like he's been wanting to do for months. We were planning to go to this fondue place with Thom and his wife but I guess they're busy tonight. We're still going to go anyway and I'm super stoked because the food looked dope as fuck. Hopefully we won't need a reservation, it's kind of a nice place.
And now I'm off to do some chores I've been putting off by escaping to pitch pipe.
love,
Lindsey