taking josh to the airport soon.
finley is mia again, sigh. hope he's doing okay.
had a nice walk with cynthia this morning. got my rush package into the main post office for jess, it should reach her by tomorrow.
henna on my head.
it's cold and rainy and i have a weak headache and am in need of snurgles.
i texted timo and i think it was a lame text and now i have regrets. need to develop my tact, maybe.
or i can just accept that i'm always going to be a little bit messy around the edges. maybe that's okay.
would love to dedicate the rest of the day to cleaning and decorating, i'm tired of work.
i realized i don't actually have saturday off this week - i work every single one of the nice weather days except wednesday and i'm saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad. but at least i can enjoy the warm evenings. and i do have wednesday. i'll figure it out and still make it fun, somehow.
i have the following week off, not sure why but there it is, lol. timing is off but what can you do. at least friday the 13th is saved for VNV Nation, can't wait can't wait. need to mock up some outfit ideas for that. my darkangel persona. that song hits deep.
still reeling from the sadness yesterday and some hard memories of life twelve years ago. mom losing her house and her mind and her health and her her-ness. me losing my cat and a (horrible) boyfriend and not having any place that really felt like home aside from the Lovecraft bar. the fear and pain and uncertainty and lostness of it all - i cried every day. my rabbit year this year has been incredible. apparently they swap back and forth every 12 years that way, traditionally - it's either a year of massive change and difficulty or a year of celebration and bliss. i'm really enjoying the latter.
still haven't had a moon cake for harvest, need to remedy that somehow. dunno where to get them since i'm loathe to go downtown anymore these days. i drove through today but did not stop by powells for a book or courier for coffee like i would have five or ten years ago. nope, too scary, not stopping. sadness. i grieve for my city.
cold cold, needs more sweaters and hotter coffeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
finley is mia again, sigh. hope he's doing okay.
had a nice walk with cynthia this morning. got my rush package into the main post office for jess, it should reach her by tomorrow.
henna on my head.
it's cold and rainy and i have a weak headache and am in need of snurgles.
i texted timo and i think it was a lame text and now i have regrets. need to develop my tact, maybe.
or i can just accept that i'm always going to be a little bit messy around the edges. maybe that's okay.
would love to dedicate the rest of the day to cleaning and decorating, i'm tired of work.
i realized i don't actually have saturday off this week - i work every single one of the nice weather days except wednesday and i'm saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad. but at least i can enjoy the warm evenings. and i do have wednesday. i'll figure it out and still make it fun, somehow.
i have the following week off, not sure why but there it is, lol. timing is off but what can you do. at least friday the 13th is saved for VNV Nation, can't wait can't wait. need to mock up some outfit ideas for that. my darkangel persona. that song hits deep.
still reeling from the sadness yesterday and some hard memories of life twelve years ago. mom losing her house and her mind and her health and her her-ness. me losing my cat and a (horrible) boyfriend and not having any place that really felt like home aside from the Lovecraft bar. the fear and pain and uncertainty and lostness of it all - i cried every day. my rabbit year this year has been incredible. apparently they swap back and forth every 12 years that way, traditionally - it's either a year of massive change and difficulty or a year of celebration and bliss. i'm really enjoying the latter.
still haven't had a moon cake for harvest, need to remedy that somehow. dunno where to get them since i'm loathe to go downtown anymore these days. i drove through today but did not stop by powells for a book or courier for coffee like i would have five or ten years ago. nope, too scary, not stopping. sadness. i grieve for my city.
cold cold, needs more sweaters and hotter coffeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.