I can’t believe that I am an adult and when someone asks me to justify my authority in giving them a command I tell them:
“And you have to cause I’m the Princess and I say so.”
I need to get a life…
I’m a big dork.
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Question.
It just popped into my brain to wonder why I should be single. I’m not saying that I am going to hook up with the next asshole on craigslist to avoid the fate, but why is it a should? I don’t get it.
I’ve been told dozens of times that I should be single for a while. Why?
Brainstorming future plans
I still haven’t decided what I want to do about my masters. If I actually go for broke and try to finish in one semester I am going to want to commit suicide by mid way through and that is probably not worth it. I have to take three classes, but the fourth one would be brutal.
{the short list} cuddling
I make the assumption that this is not going to yield results but nothing ventured nothing gained.
Would anyone be interesting in coming over and snuggling? I’m not up for more driving after the 350 miles I have done in the past 4 days but human contact would be really nice.
NY Resolution sheepage
Post a New Year’s resolution that you think I should do. Then post this in your own LJ, and see what resolutions people think you should do.
I tried to enable anonymous posting. I don’t know if it worked so do so at your own risk… 😉
(Not that it is easy to offend me. Suggest away.)
A show to get drunk to.
London Fogcutter, episode 8. That is the reason for my hangover.
I forgot to post this
You may ask me three questions, no matter how personal or strange, and I will answer them honestly. However, if you ask, you must repost this in your journal so others may ask you…
weird
My cat slept near the head of the bed.
No, you don’t understand… she doesn’t do that. She sleeps at the foot of the bed cause she doesn’t like to be touched. This is weird…
Random shit
Disneyland is still cool.
First dates… are interesting.
Still not up for sex even though I am crawling the walls.
I went to the gym and I am proud of myself.
I haven’t made one itty bitty movement towards cleaning my apartment.
I have food now.
Tomorrow I have three netflix movies to send back.
My cat is hella clingy.
My family sucks even more than usual.
I am really drunk.
I told Puppy that he is an elitist piece of shit tonight.
I am tired of planes.
I am really tired and uninterested in sleeping for some strange reason… I think I am going to lose that battle in the next 10 minutes though.
I missed country music.
Zzzzzzzzz
sleep.
I love my friends.
ahhhhh
Want to post about the delicious time I had in New York. But… must pack and sleep… I have to be awake in 5 hours so that I can go jump on another damn plane.
(I almost want to complain only I feel so freakin jet-set and awesome and special.) Tomorrow at this time, I am very likely to still be in Disneyland…
My life, it does not suck.
Quoteable
“People who don’t come with baggage aren’t planning to stay very long.”
-Tim.
Happy Holidays.
My holidays just got a hair happier when the last week and the next week were already spifftacular.
I’ve had a couple of mood slumps and weird stuff going on in my head, but I’m fighting to keep the cheerfulness. My Christmas should be absolutely rockin and I am looking forward to it more than I can express.
I have caught up on almost all of the 350 back emails I had to go through. I think I have 5 left.
I have enjoyed the time with Julia, even though I am a slug and not very entertaining. I have spent too much time online. I am looking at the time as brain de-frag. I am pretty caught up on sleep and that is awesome.
I get to trot down to NYC tomorrow and see two lovely, wonderful people. I am excited!
On Friday when I get back I am going to go see Rent with Julia and her boyfriend. That will be fun. 🙂 Then I get up early in the morning and run off to the airport!
On Saturday I fly to LA and go to DISNEYLAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I will still be at Disneyland on Sunday and Monday!!!!!!!!
I fly home on Tuesday. I have papers to grade. Heh.
I’m pretty happy right now.
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I see you.
I see how much I scare you and how much you have been hurt.
I don’t know why you are talking to me or if you will continue talking to me.
Are you going to run away and hide?
You said that you can talk to me because it isn’t scary–but I’m about as scary as they come.I see how much you want yet are afraid to ask for.
I don’t know why you have been afraid to ask before and I don’t know if I will understand.
Are you going to hide inside your head and refuse to be part of the world?
You said that you can talk to me because it isn’t serious–but I’m about as serious as they come.
I don’t know why you are talking to me or if you will continue talking to me.
Are you going to run away and hide?
You said that you can talk to me because it isn’t scary–but I’m about as scary as they come.I see how much you want yet are afraid to ask for.
I don’t know why you have been afraid to ask before and I don’t know if I will understand.
Are you going to hide inside your head and refuse to be part of the world?
You said that you can talk to me because it isn’t serious–but I’m about as serious as they come.
Why are you doing this to me? How do you think you or I will benefit?
I don’t want to be hurt anymore. I’m done.
If you just want to hurt me—go away.
I really don’t need another opportunity for growth right now.
I’m still dealing with the growing pains from the last growth spurt.
I see what you want, but I don’t believe you.
Maybe I am deluding myself–I don’t know.
I see what I want, but I don’t believe in possibilities.
Maybe I am hurting myself by not hoping–I don’t know.
But I see you.
I likes this meme
1. My username is ____ because ____.
2. My journal is titled ____ because ____.
3. My subtitle is ____ because ____.
4. My friends page is called ____ because ____.
5. My default userpic is ____ because ____.
My username is boot_slut because that is the handle that I came up with when I was with Tom and I haven’t ever tried to figure out another one. For a brief time I thought about switching to foundgirl. That came up in a conversation with Noah and our talks about the lost and found. It’s a long story, but I didn’t do it for whatever reason and now… I just don’t know who I am so this works.
My journal is titled Chasing the Future because I feel like that is what I am doing.
I don’t have a subtitle right now.
My friends page is called “These are a few of my favorite people (cause the other bastards aren’t on lj) because I think it is funny.
My default userpic is the infamous boots because… well… boots.
Killing time (4 things meme)
Life is funny…
So I put up a Christmas list a few weeks ago…
somewhat graphic…
wake up, little Susie…
AWAKE!!!!!!! I am awake. Like, very awake. Like… ready to bounce off the walls… But I am still in bed cause it is warm here. It is also way too early. I fell asleep at 11 last night cause that is as late as I could keep my eyes open and I woke up at 7:30. This would be great only my body thinks it was 8-4:30. Cause I know this doesn’t feel like 7:30 to me.
I spent lots of time yesterday with my Julia. It was lovely and fabulous. We got to talk how we haven’t been able to talk in person in a very long time. Have I mentioned that I have really missed her? She challenges me in all sorts of good ways. We talked about what we each want out of life. Talking with her about that feels different than it does with most people. I feel like I am talking to someone who has dealt with the same shit, so is coming from the same starting place. I don’t know if it is awful of me, but I get kind of pissy when I talk to people who have had life very easy who want to talk to me about where my goals are. Fuck you. Don’t tell me what I should be striving for. I’m really kind of awful like that. Julia can question me; she has the life experience to do so.
I had a weird dream about running away to home early. I got on a bus because I *just had to leave*. Which I can’t imagine because I feel more comfortable here than I have on a vacation in a very long time. I used to feel this comfortable at Max’s house in Seattle. Other than that… I can’t remember feeling this comfortable outside my home. I’m willing to bet that right now it has to do with the fact that I might as well be here because I don’t feel super comfortable at home yet anyway.
Still up in the air as far as NYE goes. I have several options. I can get into Debaucherama free cause I won the slut contest last year–but I really don’t think I want to go. I can go to a birthday party where I will sort of know the birthday girl and her partner and no one else. I think my current plan is to go to a party that a bunch of college friends host every year… but I didn’t go to college with them. I will know about four people at that one. Although I have met most of the people there a few times cause I have been dropping in on this party for years, I just normally only spend a little bit of time there.
I started rambling about sex. So I’ll close this entry and start one behind a different filter…
What the freak
All of a sudden I am getting nervous.
I don’t know why. I like flying. I am fine with flying alone. I like Julia and I am excited to see her. I have done everything I need to do. I’m even packed with more than an hour to spare!
Why am I nervous? I don’t get it. In about 9 hours I will be able to snuggle my girly. That will be lovely. Nothing nervous making in that…
I feel like I need to memorize my house and I don’t know why. I guess I could do more futzing with stuff to bring. I haven’t actually decided yet if I want to bring grading or not. I kind of think that I should give myself permission to not have to carry the *weight*. I will have more than a week when I get back to grade. I will just bring a couple of books. I am going to read Huck Finn for the first time (I’m going to teach it in about 6 weeks–I should read the freakin thing) and I should bring one or two that are just candy for me. Ok, picked them out and they aren’t pure candy but they sound good. The Bonfire of the Vanaties and Tom Jones. It’ll be good. 🙂
I’m trying to convince myself that I am independent and that I like alone time. It hasn’t worked yet.