
i'm adding this on my phone at work right now. we were at 69 (nice) points when i first opened my phone and made my way here. we're now at 86? oh my.
i came here just to express my gratitude for excedrin and chocolate frosted donuts because they just cured my headache. top 10 worst places to be when your head hurts and one of them is a basketball game.
i'm going camping at ren faire tomorrow.
going with big Dawg, kiersten, and matt. oowa oowa. i would love to be able to go with bryce @ some point.
anyways, that was all. have a fantastic friday wherever you may be.

gosh, i love my boyfriend!!! so, so much.
i forced myself to clean up around the apartment yesterday so now i don't really have any chores to dread doing when i get home. a little melodramatic to say, i actually don't mind them for the most part. sometimes it's kind of therapeutic. but regardless, i'm going to make us a cup for our toothbrushes and maybe some coasters for the coffee table instead. i have air dry clay, blacklight paint, and some ideas. we'll see though. i tend to tackle my arts and crafts with a "how hard could it be??" mindset, and i sometimes learn that it can, in fact, be very hard.
i am loving the colder weather. our AC has been out for awhile now, but admittedly it's kind of nice to be able to cool the place off with just a few open windows. (not very nice when the weather can't make up its mind though and the place gets hawt!)
big Dawg brought home a grandfather clock the other night. he found it @ Goodwill. very cool, very nice find. unfortunately the cashier dropped it right on its face before he was able to load it in his van, but that's okay.
i am bringing home a projector. i am going to project black ops 2 on the ceiling.
it feels like every time i open up a Chromebook to fix, i become patient 0 for an undiscovered virus strain.

look at the current state of the world! and you're asking me to reset your [REDACTED] password? GROW UP!
hehe, my job gives me a headache sometimes. i have plans for tomorrow that i'm not really looking foward to. i feel forced to confront things that i've very intentionally been ignoring.
it feels like a lot. i know it's not... not really. but it feels like it. it will be a good reminder that i have no idea what i'm doing.
(it's honestly probably not that deep)
you really confuse me sometimes. and this confusion further enforces this idea i have that ____ ___ ____ __ __ ______ ______ ___. which totally sucks btw. it's actually not your fault at all though. i could reframe it, look at it
from a different perspective. ultimately, it's actually kind of whatever and i'm enforcing it all by myself. i need to escape this box i've accidentally trapped myself in.
...but it's sooooo hard.
which sin do you relish the most btw?
i had to take everything (for the most part) in my office down and hide it away to appease the fire marshal and it's so depressing in here now.

i feel so unfulfilled. but it's 100% my fault. i think, i have been feeling kind of lonely. my best friend lives 900 miles away and i live at least an hour away from everyone here, which makes it difficult to see them on a whim.
i very easily could see them more with the right planning. but after working and getting so little sleep throughout the week, it's hard to find the will to commit to anything for the weekend. and sometimes i work then too, so it doesn't really matter. it feels like that's all my life is right now. getting what little sleep i can, working, coming home to cook, clean, and contemplate because i find myself far too depressed/tired to engage in anything stimulating.
i'm so grateful to have Nick. i'm so grateful for the space that we have created together. it keeps me grounded. he is so effortlessly hilarious, intelligent, resilient, patient, understanding, and cool as fuck. aside from him being the love of my life, i respect him so much as a person. i thank the universe for him everyday.
i have been so anxious. about everything, always. it feels all-consuming sometimes. i think it's heavily contributing to these feelings of... "who even am i?". i'm curious as to how other people perceive me. maybe it'd give me a better grasp on... existing? not necessarily that this would dictate how i'd carry myself or anything. i don't have the words to properly articulate my thought process on this one, but it makes sense to me.
i guess it would make me feel more real. sometimes i feel so unreal. like i'm the embodiment of an out-of-focus picture, if that makes sense.
i try to romanticize the mundane to make it easier. sometimes it comes easily, naturally. other times, it's a very conscious effort. anyways, they're always watching you. and you can't do anything about it, but it should still make you angry.
