"we have high hopes, like the old popes, even st peter's bones decayed"

Gah.

I wrote half of this entry at work friday, and the notes for another chunk of this entry on a napkin at a girlyman show in pittsfield last night.

Iceberg got mugged. And it's freaking me out a little bit.

( sleeping )

( social anxiety )

other stuff.

I think some moods just need to be soldiered through. There's an other side to this, there's an other side to everything. The show last night was awesome, the banter was adorable, the mike cords were pink, and they played Father Figure, Rock Me Amadeus AND Way Over Yonder in a Minor Key. The chocolate perfume, while probably not appropriate for work, is awesome and lasts all day. Our neighbor told Light it always smells awesome when he opens the door, which made me smug, and the new stepper, while probably not great exercise, is seriously fun and probably better than nothing.


But Media's disappointed by a choice i made, or am making, which makes it super hard for me to make that choice, even if it's what i want, we couldn't find Burlington Coat Factory, I feel obnoxious and awkward all the time, i freaked out about the crowd at the show and i'm afraid that it signals an uprising of phobia to accompany the uprising of anxiety.

i think i need to figure out how to keep moving. i'm not sure if i need to wait for motivation and mood, or take action and hope the appropriate sentiments will follow, but i imagine after trying the first for awhile, i'll have no choice but to default to the second. i'm getting antisocial again, and sometimes that's a totally fine choice for me, and sometimes it's yet another signal of going to a bad place.

I'm a little nervous that Mech's package hasn't gotten there yet, and am hoping that the other things I mailed out have made it to their final destinations, or will make it there shortly. If they don't, I'm wicked sorry. I enjoyed sending out the first round of birthday cards, and will shortly be sending out the two February cards next week. If you think you might have been missed, let me know. If you had a January birthday and didn't get one, there are many cute belated cards available to you. Because mail is awesome, and buying cards is wicked fun.

and, on a purely practical note, anyone in the valley have a nice hairdresser to suggest? or a good place to look for a language class? or suggestions for fun and legal things to do with my new cooking torch?

"we have high hopes, like the old popes, even st peter's bones decayed"

Gah.

I wrote half of this entry at work friday, and the notes for another chunk of this entry on a napkin at a girlyman show in pittsfield last night.

Iceberg got mugged. And it's freaking me out a little bit.

( sleeping )

( social anxiety )

other stuff.

I think some moods just need to be soldiered through. There's an other side to this, there's an other side to everything. The show last night was awesome, the banter was adorable, the mike cords were pink, and they played Father Figure, Rock Me Amadeus AND Way Over Yonder in a Minor Key. The chocolate perfume, while probably not appropriate for work, is awesome and lasts all day. Our neighbor told Light it always smells awesome when he opens the door, which made me smug, and the new stepper, while probably not great exercise, is seriously fun and probably better than nothing.


But Media's disappointed by a choice i made, or am making, which makes it super hard for me to make that choice, even if it's what i want, we couldn't find Burlington Coat Factory, I feel obnoxious and awkward all the time, i freaked out about the crowd at the show and i'm afraid that it signals an uprising of phobia to accompany the uprising of anxiety.

i think i need to figure out how to keep moving. i'm not sure if i need to wait for motivation and mood, or take action and hope the appropriate sentiments will follow, but i imagine after trying the first for awhile, i'll have no choice but to default to the second. i'm getting antisocial again, and sometimes that's a totally fine choice for me, and sometimes it's yet another signal of going to a bad place.

I'm a little nervous that Mech's package hasn't gotten there yet, and am hoping that the other things I mailed out have made it to their final destinations, or will make it there shortly. If they don't, I'm wicked sorry. I enjoyed sending out the first round of birthday cards, and will shortly be sending out the two February cards next week. If you think you might have been missed, let me know. If you had a January birthday and didn't get one, there are many cute belated cards available to you. Because mail is awesome, and buying cards is wicked fun.

and, on a purely practical note, anyone in the valley have a nice hairdresser to suggest? or a good place to look for a language class? or suggestions for fun and legal things to do with my new cooking torch?