last book i've read: The History of Love by Nicole Krauss
music currently caressing my ears: Bloc Party, Gnarls Barkley, The Editors, We Are Scientists
general mood: apathetic, loved, still horny
quote: "Are you hoping for a miracle?" --Bloc Party
Today is my dad's birthday. He's 48. He wish he wasn't. Is it so scary to age? Why do we portray aging as a painful, frustrating part of life? Maybe I've seen too many happy old people in my life to count aging as a limiting factor in life. I tried to remind him of the wisdom he's gained. Funny when children need to remind their parents of those things....
I love my roommate, my two awesome jobs, my boyfriend, my parents, and my life. Don't get me wrong, just cuz I'm venting like there's no tomorrow doesn't mean I wake up to the reality of the fact that I'm not done with this life yet. Hate and anger fade, always true with me anyway. Just gotta take it one day at a time.
On a lighter note, I realized I like rosemary foccacia bread. Thank you Atlanta for wonderful tasty bread creations.
14 August 2006
12 August 2006
Don't Worry 'bout It
last book i've read: just finished The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown, working on The History of Love by Nicole Krauss
music currently caressing my ears: still Gnarls Barkley, The Editors, Razorlight, and now Bloc Party
general mood: content, horny, and productive
quote: "Free yourself from negative influence. Negative thoughts are the old habits that gnaw at the roots of the soul." --Moses Shongo, (Seneca) and "Sometimes it's a good day to die, and sometimes it's a good day to have breakfast." --Thomas Builds-the-Fire, from Smoke Signals
Forget melodramatics then, I am mostly content with life. So what if I'm learning the hard way that long distance sucks? There is more to life than crap, and I'm getting beyond all of that. Thank god, I hate the valleys, and it's time for a peak to come my way. I can't wait to join my significant other, enjoying one another in California sun and surf. Until then, I'm so thankful to have a roommate who is sweet, thoughtful, and someone I genuinely like and care about! I recently went out with her, her boyfriend, and her coworkers. It's so nice to be included.
I realized my creative side is running quite dry. I don't write poetry like I used to, and even when I try, it's become a challenge to come up with something thoughtful, something of the caliber I used to write in. It's truly unfortunate; I used to love reading what I wrote, and now, I just miss it. I hope it comes back.
Do me a favor - go out and talk to that person you love, send them a note, an email, a friggin text message if that's what it takes. Just let them know that everything is gonna be all right. It might spare you pain, might spark something wonderful. Despite the fact that love is for suckers, I'm thick in it. I find that the various aspects of our relationship always sustains the positive, everything we have going for us. If only I could remember that all the time. We really have persevered through a lot of situations, some that others would not survive. I feel fortunate to have him. More than fortunate.
music currently caressing my ears: still Gnarls Barkley, The Editors, Razorlight, and now Bloc Party
general mood: content, horny, and productive
quote: "Free yourself from negative influence. Negative thoughts are the old habits that gnaw at the roots of the soul." --Moses Shongo, (Seneca) and "Sometimes it's a good day to die, and sometimes it's a good day to have breakfast." --Thomas Builds-the-Fire, from Smoke Signals
Forget melodramatics then, I am mostly content with life. So what if I'm learning the hard way that long distance sucks? There is more to life than crap, and I'm getting beyond all of that. Thank god, I hate the valleys, and it's time for a peak to come my way. I can't wait to join my significant other, enjoying one another in California sun and surf. Until then, I'm so thankful to have a roommate who is sweet, thoughtful, and someone I genuinely like and care about! I recently went out with her, her boyfriend, and her coworkers. It's so nice to be included.
I realized my creative side is running quite dry. I don't write poetry like I used to, and even when I try, it's become a challenge to come up with something thoughtful, something of the caliber I used to write in. It's truly unfortunate; I used to love reading what I wrote, and now, I just miss it. I hope it comes back.
Do me a favor - go out and talk to that person you love, send them a note, an email, a friggin text message if that's what it takes. Just let them know that everything is gonna be all right. It might spare you pain, might spark something wonderful. Despite the fact that love is for suckers, I'm thick in it. I find that the various aspects of our relationship always sustains the positive, everything we have going for us. If only I could remember that all the time. We really have persevered through a lot of situations, some that others would not survive. I feel fortunate to have him. More than fortunate.
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