so today, i was at the library. right. and we met. i pretended to be blind towards her. funny part was. our backs were facing each other. i wanted to say hi. but the anger within me said, NO. SHE DOESN'T DESERVE IT...me. this is like the 3rd time seeing her at the library, yet anger or rather loss of words, kept me away. wheres THAT SENSE OF URGENCY. SHE'S LEAVING IN 7 MTHS YOU KNOW?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The installers came yesterday and put in the laminate flooring. We opted to do the foyer and the main staircase at the same time as the carpet on the stairs wasn't holding up well under the traffic and...Beach diet since early September. The holidays are going to be quiet this year, no travel planned though I will be going to the GCN conference in Anaheim in early January. I'm looking forward to that
Я наконец поймал тот сон, из-за которого я частенько просыпаю. Мне снится, что я смотрю на мобило, вижу время, которое вполне еще позволяет поспать немного и перевожу будильник. К примеру на 10.00. Потом... чтобы самому просыпаться. Это всегда было для меня лучшим выходом. Но пока привычка не выработалась, можно поэкспериментировать с гидробудильником . Принимать 13 стаканов холодной воды перед сном :)
I don't think my viewpoint around change on a larger scale being ineffective is that uncommon. I wonder if it's a product of today's society? There is so much more freedom today than there was even...scale of things that aren't too overly complex, but not too simple either. Something I believe I can grow to understand enough to change it for the better. Perhaps that's the purpose I choose for myself
Disclaimer: I own no one and no body…this is a work of fiction…I’m compulsive people… Author’s Note: Did I mention the emoness…I either eat junk food or write…right at this time I’m doing...of several pieces of glass as they struck his forehead. “Fuck…fuck…fuck…” he cried. He rocked back and forth, like a man possessed he repeated her name over and over. Nikki entered the bar.
I had planned on getting so much done on my days off, but alas it was not meant to be. I mean, I've done stuff, but my game is off and I just can't get over the "ICK" feeling I have. Yesterday's massage... typing and all those fine motor skill activities are, well, just uncomfortable! There's the update! Now for three things I'm grateful for.... 1) My husband. 2) My friends. 3) My animals. That is all
So my intervention the other night inspired some reflection. This actually happened on Saturday night but I haven't got around to posting about it until now due to illness. My intervention the other night made me question a lot of my motives and morals. I surprised myself in that I was willing to put myself at some personal risk for some strangers, and it lead me to question how I judged the risk...
Еще утром ругалась на себя за то, что в голове вместо мыслей какие-то воздушные пузырьки. А сейчас они начинают лопаться один за другим, образуя мысли. Наверное они накапливались какое-то длительное время...все знаем и умеем, но просто еще не можем это вспомнить/открыть? Хорошая теория, жаль только не моя))) Напоследок: мне не стоит бояться самолетов. Все равно мне не светит погибнуть в авиакатастрофе
yes i am shattered. yes i am infuriated. yes i am pissed. but then, thats just life. i get trampled over some hot stud with cool shades and swanky outfits all the time. no biggie. its just contributing to my rage, my anger, my fuel. at what costs? my bleeding heart and my tears. it was amusing while it lasted.
Srsly. wai so srs. a little bird told me the story of a girl who had a heart broken. she decides to be alone for awhile. and not tell me anything. leaving me in total darkness. thanks. srsly. thanks.
