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Sometimes life can be a drag. When you're missing that special someone, but you can't talk about it with your "friends" because they would totally do the .....yeah...we know...don't want to hear about it....routine. So you sit at home alone in his underwear getting quietly drunk...alone...and then crying yourself to sleep.
So DS and I are here in California. We are planning a beach trip today. Yay cool ocean! I am enjoying being with DS's family, they are a lot of fun. Planning on heading home on Monday. So thhhppppppp! I am on a beach!
Ignore that last post....... And... *Giggles* It's official...*looks at hand where ring should be* visibly official when he can afford it.
So I actually have stuff to talk about, and an inclination to blog, but I have been requested to silence by the subject of said blog material. Needless to say, though, it is something that greatly bothers me, and that I am probably unneccessarily worried about. You see there is this special person, and this person revealed this thing, and this revelation made me go....Huh? And then...OMGWTF...and then...this deep cold feeling of confusion, disgust, and slight (ok raging) fear. It's irrational I know, but is it ok to have a mini midlife crisis at 21? So I have spent the last 24 hours trying to come to grips with this thing, and I am still having problems. This person is trying to be supportive, and things are ok, but in the recesses of my soul there is this kernel of uncomfortable loneliness that makes me go...I am sooooo cheap. So as I settle down with my alcohol, bag of Easter candy and the tv remote, I realize that ahhh..life is good. Well actually LIFE SUCKS but at least there are things that can make up for it, make us forget that we are alive long enough to at least dull the pain.
So Yeah...Sorry I never got around to getting up a christmas layout. I had to revamp my computer again and so I lost all software involving posting layouts..ie. frontpage. I am home for Christmas after spending almost a week with my sweetie at his home with his mother. And i miss him terribly already. I was so lonely last night. Anyway nobody wants to hear about that. so anyway I am bored so I am posting. I probably won't post again until next semester sometime so don't hold your breath. gotta get back to work now. To:DS I love you and miss you an awful lot.Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday.
So this is my post for the semester... For some reason I feel like writing... I found that life sometimes is a Lifetime movie. I came home from work..(IE being on costume crew for the theatre dept.'s current show) and stopped by the wayy too convinient convinience store that is in the building right next to the one I live in. I pick up a frozen entree of something lasagna-esq...I come in, throw my purse on the unmade be, wash a fork and proceed to stab the plastic top in said dinner. Then throw it in microwave, sit down and take off my shoes. I felt really steryotypical while doing this, but it is the kind of mood I am in. I am really lonely and missing my baby. All my friends..ok my two friends that are in town are both busy right now, so it's another evening all by myself. wait a sec it's time to remove the plastic... I peel it off and back in it goes. mmm it smells good. I am being really random here...mm my feet hurt and my back isn't in much better shape. But I get to do one of the actresses' makeup, and people tell me that she really does look old. Someone actually thought she was a professor or some old person. So apparently I am doing it right. mmmm food and an evening to relax we don't have another show until teusday at butt-f*&%ing o'clock. translation 8 am call which means I have to get up at seven to get ready and get my lazt butt over there. Well food is done so I go eat now....I am so ready to relax and I wish DS was here but he'll be back home where he blongs...snuggling between my....arms, tomorrow. yay!
Wow. I'm posting. Although the internet at my parent's house is kind of, well, it's dial up and the computer that is connected is, well, it's a piece of crap. Kind of. It's an OK computer, but don't try to get on the internet with it. So i'm moving in, and I woke up at 7 :30 this morning after moving myself and DS into our respective rooms. I should be still asleep, but for some reason my brain said, 'No. You will be awake at stoopid o'clock.' So I have a reaaaallllly nice room all to myself. And DS finally got a room after reslife put him on the back burner for about a month. He's here in the same hall I am, on the second floor. He's got one of those "expanded occupancy" rooms, but they told him he could stay there all sememster. The room is sized for three people and it is huuuge. It's at least twice as big as mine, (which should be a double). So we moved in all our crap and KBM helped us. (We got a really good lunch and ice cream at cold stone out of DS for helping him.)((Isn't he sweet!)) I'm looking at the large pile of clothes and half empty suitcases with displeasure, though. I have a lot of garments and most of them half to hang. Which means packing hangars is difficult, and putting all of it away at once can be a B*tch. Oh well. Better get started.
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