03.06.09
babble, maybe pt2, i don't know.;
earson:
eyeson:
thoughton:
part 2 i guess! i can't believe it's already been almost a week since that last post, i feel like my life evolves so constantly .. one scenario, little drama in a persistant dissolve into another as though the director couldn't make the tough choices and decided to just cram it all in.
since i wrote last i've replaced my windshield .. i've discovered my car is still insured, wonder of wonders, so as long as i get a 2nd plate for the front i can *yay* get it inspected and check another annoying car detail off of my list.
i play a lot of world of warcraft. but last night, i experienced something kinda strange .. i was sitting there in front of the comp even though i didn't want to. wtf? i was doodling around with one of my toons and i didn't feel like it and i STILL did it. i finally stopped and wondered at myself, i shut it all down and laid down to read a book. it is ridonkulous how some habits can just take hold of you.
i was out with meagan and her boyfriend yesterday. i don't know if i've said much about meagan's personality, but all through high school she was a sort of hesitant human, quiet .. but you know, she could really control a situation, even then. nowadays being away from her mother for a few months has unleashed her inner bitch and she's 18 years of tall, slender, model-esque asshole. that's okay, she's still someone i consider my best friend and she's almost never over the top to ME .. but gawd if she isn't like that with everyone else. i love having coffee with her, shopping with her .. she knows what she wants in the moment, she's habitually controlling of those around her. what's so weird is that she doesn't give a flying rat's behind about her -future .. -
.. while i'm sitting here beginning to think about my golden parachute and how the eff i'm going to put away enough money to live from 60-100 without working. that's 40 YEARS. that's longer than i've lived, yet! i really hope by the time i'm retirement age they're letting us self-euthanize, pick our death-day. i'd be all about that.
you're all invited to my death day party.
i don't have a bucket list, i have a bucket GOAL .. i'd like to have a little house with a wild garden in a patch of woods with water nearby .. i'd like to have a tiny dog and some hardwood floors. a space. a space, and a tiny dog. well maybe i have one other bucket goal? i'd like to visit hawaii and go into the mountains and make blue volcanic pottery.
(lawlz.)
It was many and many a year ago,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
written at 8:18 a.m.
