Sensations, old and new

Susan and I did some talkin today and I guess it helped. We talked about how I’ve been a total selfish asshat, which I knew, and how she’s been talking to me and trying everything to make me happy and keep us friends, which I didn’t know. Whatev though, I want this to madness to end.

Work was a bit nutty in the morning, so I counted it as a 3mph walk for the 1st hour in stead of my usual 2mph . I’ve been eating lighter and in smaller amounts. At first I couldn’t eat anything at all because of the stress and everything, then as things got worse I got to liking the pain of hunger. Now instead of the urge to eat I’ve been getting the urge to fast which is totally new to me. I used to hate feeling hungry, now I think I kindof like it. It reminds me of scrubbing a wound. I don’t want to get all emaciated, but I am enjoying this new sensation.

Speaking of sensations, I’ve rediscovered old urges I haven’t felt in years. I keep wanting to walk on my hands and do chinese push-ups and run on all fours. I dunno, maybe the craziness got locked in my fat, and its getting released now, lol.

Work must like me, cause I’m getting more hours and my days off are side by side. Man, I need to work on my spelling, cause dumbing down my speach to match my spelling has got to go.

A return!

I have a wordpress app on my new phone! Hopefully this means more updates! Yay! I’m no longer a “wank” according to Ollie! I wanna make a big update, but I’m soooooo tired. It was a rough, but nice day. I’m sore.

Alas, Poor Journal. I knew you… Biblically speaking

So I have neglected my poor journal.  Mostly I’ve been not updating because I haven’t been updating. Vicious! But seriously, I don’t want to talk about EEEEVERY THING that’s been new since then, so I put it off. I really want to get writing though Arg. It’s not like I have any real reason to forget it, I spend about 3 hours a day sitting around doing nothing why Lilly, the toddler I baby-sit, has her nap time. Yup, I make money like a 14 year old now.

I’ve gotten a TON of old highschool friends adding me on Facebook, and I’ve been talking more with some old friends, so there’s another way my life is more like that of a teenager. I dunno stuff’s been weird in my life lately. Hopefully I’ll be better at keeping updated. bah bah bah I say!

A Much Needed Update

So I guess I need to update more often, since no one reads my blog anymore. Mwuahahahaaaa my cunning plan is complete!

The other day I bore witness to an amazing battle between two birds fighting over a cicada who would not die. This little bird is flying around with this bug screaming in it’s mouth and a bigger bird just kept following the sound. it was pretty amazing.

I need to get Sony called to get my PS3 fixed. I’ve been putting it off because I mostly just want to wish the thing back to life, but it hasn’t worked so far and I gotta get it done before the warranty wears out. I also gotta see if I can get my movies and music off before I ship it out, cause I dunno if I’ll be able to get those back. Arg.

I was Irate all day yesterday and I don’t know why. Well I do know why, someone was annoying the shit out of me being all angsty which is fine if you’re 15 but you should really grow out of that by the time you’re 24.

What I really need right now is a great big storm to cool my nerves. I really want to go out fishing and hiking, and I want to take pictures. HB wants to go camping which sounds fun. I’m tired of being a hermit.

Vicious Circle… Or Cycle… I Dunno…

I can’t do anything cause I have no money. I have no money because I have no job. If I get a job I won’t be able to to do anything.

That would be my problem, if it wasn’t for the fact that I wouldn’t do anything if I got paid a thousand dollars a week to go do things.

Well… Actually… Since it was my job and all, I probably would.

Tonight, My Flip-Flops Matched My Blood Line

So for the first time in a long time I’ve been out drinking. I hope I wore my Budwieser flip-flops home, cause I don’t really remember taking them off. I spoke about politices and comics, hit on a couple completely uninterested chicks, and played a drinking game. I haven’t felt this self concious or sad in quite a long time. Success.

I Assume it’s Some Sort of Toilet Reference…

I got canned the other day. From what I can tell it’s from a combination of me being honest about screwing things up, having a new guy and a supposedly ex druggy with severe A.D.H.D. teaching me my job, and being blamed for stuff I didn’t do. Suzy hasn’t talked to me really since that happened, which I assume is cause she’s been busy, but it still kinda sucks cause I want someone to talk to.

I’ve been stayin over at HB’s since she asked me to after I got fired and all. I normally don’t like staying over there because she NEVER has toilet paper, which seems doubly odd, but she showers like 30 times a day, so I guess Tom just doesn’t care about havin a poopy butt.

Last night I was over there and I slept for 13 hours on a bed we gave her recently for Dex to sleep in. I woke up feeling heavy and tired but I guess I needed it. Getting canned was kindof an icing on a much bigger cake of crap I’ve been keeping to myself. It leads me to this conclusion: I need to be more honest about my emotions and opinions and stop being afraid of them. I’ve seen a saying recently that goes something like, “be honest, your opinion won’t matter to the people who count and dont count to the people who matter”… though thinking of it I may have paraphrased that incorrectly cause that sounds way more negative, but you get my drift.

Mostly I’m afraid of being demeaned. My feelings have always been depreciated as though I were a child or a pet or something. I hate that feeling, and I already feel like my problems aren’t imortant.

An Unnatural color of thumb

So today we did a lot of very much needed yard work. The poor old forgotten yard got mowed then re mowed then mowed over again in places that looked like some strange sort of pre-historic thrush, filled to the brim with wolf spiders, katydids, and strange red legged crickets I’ve never seen before.

I got up like an excited school child to test out the new battery powered lawn mower only to find that we got the old gas one working again. I realize that the motor is really good on that thing, and that it cuts grass, ferns, trees, and old forgotten garden hose nozzles down without a hiccup, apart from the nozzle, but the push bar bends in half, it randomly dies sometimes, and it randomly floods itself when you shut it off. I hate it. I hate it so much!

Anyway, later on we cleared off the old steps out front from when we had a walk way, and we went out to get a couple of pots and some plants to put in them and now they serve a function! yay! I may take pics of them, but I always think of doing that then think how the hell am I gonna get those pics online? I mean, I have pictures of a golden eagle that was just kinda chillin, hangin out around my house on my phone, but on my phone is probably where it will stay ’til the rapture. I need a new camera.

And, speaking of need, I’m purchasing a lap top for myself. WELL, actually I’m purchasing a little note book for myself, but it doesn’t matter, I’ll actually be able to get online whenever I want to! SUCCESS! I’m probably also going to get a 1TB external hard drive for movies and stuff and things, since they’re not quite twice the price of the 250 gigs but, obviously, 4 times as large. My next Paycheck will be fatter than usual. Hopefully it will be obese enough to afford both.

Quck press!

So I’ve not updated this in a while. I’m thinking about purchasing a lap top of my own so that I’ll actually have one to use. I can get a cheap little one at walmart, so that’s cool. I can also get a touch screen dell computer there which seems a bit too classy for walmart, but then again the times are always changin’.

I’ve been pretty steadily addicted to Farm Town on Facebook.com for a few days now. It caused me to buy Harvest Moon for the Game Boy, which sucked because it turned out to not even work. BOOO!

I’ve been getting pretty determined to move lately. I’m seriously thinking about applying at CBI, which is a kind of dangerous place to work, I’m told, but $16.50 ain’t nothin to shake a stick at. I could probably get out of debt within a year at that rate, and then save up something other besides. I would love that. I would sooo love a few new toys to play with that aren’t video games. I want a studio to make and display art in. And I want it downtown somewhere so that I can see fireworks on Independence day without having to leave my place, lol.

How odd…

So this morning I had a pair of really interesting dreams. If I recall correctly, some friends and I were getting kicked out of college because of some sort of experiment we were performing that the school did not agree with, and so my friend Christal used magic to summon a magical swarm of bees, but she didn’t think it worked right the first time so she summoned the bees two or three times. This caused a major panic because there were millions of bees about 2 inches long flying around in a stinging frenzy. They were breaking out windows and carrying people off like in some cheezy effects movie. We hid in the basement with some security guard (who panicked and ran away to his doom) and Nemisis from the Resident Evil games. Yeah, I dunno.  But anyway, he was standing guard for us as we tried to get into these matresses, but we didn’t have anything to cut them open with. Some people were panicking, but I found one of those jet powered lighters and burned my way into each of them. There weren’t enough matresses for Nemisis though, so when the bees broke in, they stung him to death, and he turned into a DVD covered in stingers. Wowsie.

So after I woke up from that, I sent a Tweet about it and went to the bathroom then went back to sleep where I had another dream. This time I was on a cruise ship that was getting attacked by a giant Jellyfish, which they kept calling a medusa and I know that’s what some people call jelly fish but I still thought it was weird. Anyway, instead of killing peopole with it’s stingers, it was turning them into zombie monster people, and there was this singer guy who got his head bit off quite graphicly, and I was running on the deck to try to get to some loved ones, and there was this dude turning into a zombie monster with tool boxes on his hands ( I dunno) and when I got past him I heard the tool boxes clanging on the deck behing me like he was running up on all fours and when he lunched at me, I ducked out of the way and he fell off the deck. Then I got up to the upper part near the captains quarters and Jet Li (who was a close friend of mine) was up there and he was a super zombie.

We fought an epic battle and I knew I was losing so I ran away, and I hid above a couple of garbage dumps, and he looked in both for me, and when he came out of the second trash bin, he pulled out a big white fabric and looked at me and grinned because he knew the girl I was lookin for had a white dress on, and so I fought him again, but it turned out the fabric was a table cloth, so I kiced him into some hot oil cause we were in the kitchen for some reason, and he used the burning oil on his back as a weapon against me.

I have some weird dreams man.

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