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Jan. 22nd, 2004 11:21 pmso, i'm here.
i think i was supposed to call some people (whit? jen? jenny i need your number.) tonight but the nugget JUST went to sleep and it's awfully late here. it's only 9pm my time though.
ah, home.
i saw someone i swear i knew on the plane. i think it was from daycare when we were really young, though, and he wouldn't remember me. that's how i am though. if i meet you once and see your face i'm never going to fucking forget you.
and ryan, i am almost 100% positive i saw zakee king at boomerang grill!!! how freaky is that? he didn't see me and i didn't say hi.
i can't wait to shop here. tomorrow we're going to the health food store and papaer wherehouse and HOBBY FREAKIN LOBBY and kohls maybe and i still need to get to target and buy jen-o a wedding gift.
so this week was one of the hardest of my life. i am realizing that there are a lot of lessons to be learned and that growing is hard and painful. i feel like i am a useless worthless piece of crap and that i'm lucky to be loved at all. i am glad to be home, to be nestled in the bosom of family and friends, to help me work through this and mend my troubled and trampled-on psyche. i am so fragile right now.
oh and do any of you sewing people ("sewers" are things that carry shit) know of this device that's kind of like a harness with a weight in the back to help you sit up straight? mom says they sell it at sewing stores.
i'm home. the baby's sleeping in my bed. i can already tell i'm going to have trouble sleeping. i have too much on my mind. i REALLY REALLY want to take a super hot extra long soak in my mom's luxurious bathtub but everyone's asleep.
aol on dialup. jesus.
i think i was supposed to call some people (whit? jen? jenny i need your number.) tonight but the nugget JUST went to sleep and it's awfully late here. it's only 9pm my time though.
ah, home.
i saw someone i swear i knew on the plane. i think it was from daycare when we were really young, though, and he wouldn't remember me. that's how i am though. if i meet you once and see your face i'm never going to fucking forget you.
and ryan, i am almost 100% positive i saw zakee king at boomerang grill!!! how freaky is that? he didn't see me and i didn't say hi.
i can't wait to shop here. tomorrow we're going to the health food store and papaer wherehouse and HOBBY FREAKIN LOBBY and kohls maybe and i still need to get to target and buy jen-o a wedding gift.
so this week was one of the hardest of my life. i am realizing that there are a lot of lessons to be learned and that growing is hard and painful. i feel like i am a useless worthless piece of crap and that i'm lucky to be loved at all. i am glad to be home, to be nestled in the bosom of family and friends, to help me work through this and mend my troubled and trampled-on psyche. i am so fragile right now.
oh and do any of you sewing people ("sewers" are things that carry shit) know of this device that's kind of like a harness with a weight in the back to help you sit up straight? mom says they sell it at sewing stores.
i'm home. the baby's sleeping in my bed. i can already tell i'm going to have trouble sleeping. i have too much on my mind. i REALLY REALLY want to take a super hot extra long soak in my mom's luxurious bathtub but everyone's asleep.
aol on dialup. jesus.