my life is still boring.
i want to buy a house.
david was home, and now he is gone.
it makes me sad.
apparently we're going to germany.
i'm actually pretty excited.
i've got so many plans/ideas that i don't even know where to begin. i just need to stop shopping and start saving. and since i finally did my taxes, there's something to look forward to in the near future. straight into savings. not gonna touch it... well maybe to finish my arm. but then, straight to savings.
is it summer yet?
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
even more realizations.
tonight i made dinner for my family, since my step dad had to work. so i bought a whole chicken already cut into pieces because the thought of cutting a chicken disgusted me.
well i was right about something.
seeing the tiny ribs on the thing almost made me throw up. i couldn't touch it and put it in the pan, but oddly enough i still ate it. in probably 20 years of eating chicken, today was the first time i felt i almost couldn't, for a real reason. seeing the little bones, and the skin that could still have tiny pieces of fur on it... and even thinking about it now makes me feel sick. strange things are happening.
so anyway, its almost my birthday. a friend of mine, from since i was a baby, texted me to see what i was doing (party, bar, etc.) and my response was "getting tattooed hopefully, and my dad is taking me bowling." i'm gonna be 22, and i'm going bowling with my dad for my birthday. and i'm pretty excited.
i'm getting old. my life is getting sad, but really i'm kind of happier.
well i was right about something.
seeing the tiny ribs on the thing almost made me throw up. i couldn't touch it and put it in the pan, but oddly enough i still ate it. in probably 20 years of eating chicken, today was the first time i felt i almost couldn't, for a real reason. seeing the little bones, and the skin that could still have tiny pieces of fur on it... and even thinking about it now makes me feel sick. strange things are happening.
so anyway, its almost my birthday. a friend of mine, from since i was a baby, texted me to see what i was doing (party, bar, etc.) and my response was "getting tattooed hopefully, and my dad is taking me bowling." i'm gonna be 22, and i'm going bowling with my dad for my birthday. and i'm pretty excited.
i'm getting old. my life is getting sad, but really i'm kind of happier.
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