I'm feeling a bit lost. A bit unlike myself. Betting it's this dreaded spring thing everyone's all giddy about. I want more snow. The Farmer's Almanac was saying 30 inches in March ... but it seems that 30 inches will be in rain.
But I really should not complain. I know this.
Does that ever stop anyone?
Really?
Well, it's stopping me. Now, at least ;)
Have a lovely day, LJland.
But I really should not complain. I know this.
Does that ever stop anyone?
Really?
Well, it's stopping me. Now, at least ;)
Have a lovely day, LJland.
- Mood:
listless
I'm really not a fan of the fact that being a non-germaphobe makes me a freak. Seriously, people? Ugh.
I touch public door handles. With my bare hands, even. And I'm not dead! Not even so much as sniffling. And I touch them EVERY day. LOTS of times. Ooooooooo. Run and hide! I haz germzzzzz!
Bah.
In other news, I'm once again reminded that not everyone is as independent of their men as I am. I love my husband. VERY much. He's awesome and I'm grateful for him each and every day. However? When I am out with friends, I am out with friends. I've been this way since the beginning, so don't give me any malarkey about young love vs our more-seasoned one ;) It's important to have a life independent of your SO. It makes you appreciate them all the more the next you see them. I mean it!!
And PS? I sure as hell don't need a male to escort me to the train station. I don't care if I'm wearing a skirt, I am NOT afraid of my city. I can walk myself to the station. And I don't need mace or martial arts skills to do it. Sheesh.
Life is not to be feared. It is to be lived! Be in the moment. Relish it. Gobble it down whole, not worrying if it's high fiber enough to pass through without the aid of some pill or other. Double sheesh.
Ok, I'm done now. Hey, it's been awhile. What did you expect??
I touch public door handles. With my bare hands, even. And I'm not dead! Not even so much as sniffling. And I touch them EVERY day. LOTS of times. Ooooooooo. Run and hide! I haz germzzzzz!
Bah.
In other news, I'm once again reminded that not everyone is as independent of their men as I am. I love my husband. VERY much. He's awesome and I'm grateful for him each and every day. However? When I am out with friends, I am out with friends. I've been this way since the beginning, so don't give me any malarkey about young love vs our more-seasoned one ;) It's important to have a life independent of your SO. It makes you appreciate them all the more the next you see them. I mean it!!
And PS? I sure as hell don't need a male to escort me to the train station. I don't care if I'm wearing a skirt, I am NOT afraid of my city. I can walk myself to the station. And I don't need mace or martial arts skills to do it. Sheesh.
Life is not to be feared. It is to be lived! Be in the moment. Relish it. Gobble it down whole, not worrying if it's high fiber enough to pass through without the aid of some pill or other. Double sheesh.
Ok, I'm done now. Hey, it's been awhile. What did you expect??
- Mood:
*bein' mean*
My mental to-do list, that is.
This morning on the train I was trying to think of everything and it started *zap*ing in my head. Like a pre-death experience, only it was flash frames featuring image after image after image of what I need to do and when.
I need some mental Gatorade.
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kragar00 is home sick today. Be sure to send him well wishes! My poor S :(
This morning on the train I was trying to think of everything and it started *zap*ing in my head. Like a pre-death experience, only it was flash frames featuring image after image after image of what I need to do and when.
I need some mental Gatorade.
Also,
kragar00 is home sick today. Be sure to send him well wishes! My poor S :(- Mood:
busy, busy, busy
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