8 days till londonandthe patrick

first of all.....

LEAVING FOR LONDON IN 8 DAYS LEAVING FOR LONDON IN 8 DAYS AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

It's scary. I'll arrive in a country I've never been to and have to follow written directions involving public transportation to my destination.... alone.

I don't much like traveling alone when I'm in an unfamiliar place. But at least it's an English speaking country, right?



secondly, the patrick

I miss him.

He's taking steps right now to get his life into better working order. Which is terrific and I'm so happy that he seems to be headed in the right diretion. But the sucky part is that this means that he has less time for other things.... Like me. I know he needs this time. But I miss him now that he's so busy. And I worry about him sometimes.

I guess I sometimes think that if we don't spend much time together that he'll lose interest. Like.... I'm keeping up some sort of act and I don't want to lose my audience. (the fact that I will soon be out of the country for a whole month doesn't help this any.) But I know that doesn't make sense. We have a good time together and I know that he wants me in his life. And it's not like I'm lacking for companions otherwise.

I just wish things were better for him so that things could be better for the both of us.



And now my self-indulgent rambling is done for the day.
Thanks!

must needs cuddles

I'm tired, a little out of it, and stressed (some interpersonal issues).

I'm not entirely sure why, but I felt compelled to post something, so here I am.

I guess, one, I don't like people telling me what to do when I haven't asked them for guidance. It's an intersting stab at my pride that never fails to make me turn stubborn. (There's a great comment I could make here but I'll refrain.)

Two, lack of communication is one thing I really can't handle for very long if there's something I feel needs to be said. (Yes, yes, yes, I know, I'm such a woman...)

Three, MUST NEEDS CUDDLES.

Now I go to bed. G'night moon.

Breakfast

As I sit here eating my breakfast of half off-brand Rice Crispies and half off-brand Lucky Charms (at almost 4:30 in the afternoon), I come to realize something genious.


They really should put little marshmallow things in Rice Crispies.

Really, tho, they're nothing like marshmallows, right? Other than the fact that they are entirely comprised of sugar...

Huh.

Well, my cereal's getting soggy. Later!

Robin Williams - Fukitol

LOVE this one.

More

Robin Williams on Winter Sports and Canada

I love you, Robin Williams.

BZDEAL

do you ever lie in Bed and desire to fashion yourself a perfect friend out of the air around you?

who will cuddle with you? make you laugh? Zap the tinges of shadow that hide at the corners of your eyelids?

if only it were so easy to call such a force to light Darkness

golden hearted sunshine, an Entire pocket full of rose-tinted glasses

A salve for wounds the world hath given

perfect Love

Honesty Box

As most of the people who are likely to read this already know, Facebook has a fuck ton of new optional applications that were created by users. One of the ones I have recently added is the Honesty Box. Basically, any one of your friends can type a completely anonymous comment in a box on your profile that only you can read.

I think it's an interesting idea.

Anyhow, I got the best compliment in my Honesty Box last night.
It said "You are very real. And that's very rare."

Huge compliment.


I smile and go get breakfast now. Yay.
Latorz.

the beautiful things

there are moments when you just become paralyzingly aware of the beautiful things in life

it's when you take your lover by the hand and your eyes smile at each other
when you finally become secure in the idea that life will never throw you more than you can handle
when you laugh for little more reason than the fact that you're drunk with the hilarity of good friends
when the dew glistens across a grassy field lit by the golden dawn of a new day
when, on any day of the week, ten million things could have gone wrong and nothing did

these are the things that we need to hold on to


until next time, all

blrg

I think I may have developed some sort of outdoor allergy. I've been sneezing a lot lately whenever I go out and my nose is runny for the longest time after I go in and just blah.

So that's downright appetizing.

I just had a really weird experience online.
I was playing the new flower game on Facebook and this one guy and I slowly start talking and by the time we're done playing we've exchaned SNs and started chatting through AIM.

Now don't get confused. I'm not going romantic here. And def not sex. This guy is just legitimatey friend material; 100%. So weird to "meet" someone that way and really think you'd like to hang out and be friends.


Man, I'm out.
Till next time.

Oh, I Forgot to Mention...

My dog recently died....

Rest in peace, honey.

Patrick

Alright, so, the new boy. I met him at a party at the end of last April. He looked like this:


Something like a month later we meet up for dinner, and it begins.
I didn't think I'd like him all that much, but I just felt so comfortable with him and he was so very sweet to me.
We began to talk more and spend more time together and, what do you know, it went well.
So yay.

Now here's some more pictures!!




He took me to six flags. It was good times.

And speaking of times, until next time.

The Awesome

I love my life so much right now.

I've got a great apartment in a great location. I've got an awesome roomate with the cutest cat. I'm making good grades. I'm going to spend this July in London, including a performance on the Globe Theatre stage. My family is proud of me. My friends love me. My lovers, too.

My life... is as perfect as it could ever be.




And so I'm kind of wondering what's gonna come along and fuck it all up........
(Lord forbid, of course)


Until next time, all.