Lately, things have been up and they have been down. Life doesn't seem to know what it prefers.
Up:
1. My three year-old is still as cute as a button and amazes me with tales of knights and robots battling it out over a simple matter of replacement batteries. I kid you not.
2. My job is finally gaining some momentum, with new responsibilities and interesting tasks rolling my way every day - until I cry 'enough' of course. Going from boredom to distressed postal worker syndrome is not on my to-do list.
3. I'm leaving for London on Friday, to meet up with a friend who's been assigned to a large project there, near Stanstedt airport.
Down
1. I may have lost a friend today. Suffice it to say this makes me less than happy. In fact, the term would be 'terminally morose' I think.
2, I'm getting self-concious about my weight again. Not that I'm that big, but despite eating healthy things - cutting down on as much crap as I can - and exercising once a week, my body is determined to maintain its weight of 80 kilos.
3. I've become more introverted lately. Usually these bouts of isolation wear off soon enough, but this seems to be a particularly heavy shockfront. Meh.
If life is a box of chocolates, some fucker swapped out praline and butterscotch for shit and toxic waste.
Up:
1. My three year-old is still as cute as a button and amazes me with tales of knights and robots battling it out over a simple matter of replacement batteries. I kid you not.
2. My job is finally gaining some momentum, with new responsibilities and interesting tasks rolling my way every day - until I cry 'enough' of course. Going from boredom to distressed postal worker syndrome is not on my to-do list.
3. I'm leaving for London on Friday, to meet up with a friend who's been assigned to a large project there, near Stanstedt airport.
Down
1. I may have lost a friend today. Suffice it to say this makes me less than happy. In fact, the term would be 'terminally morose' I think.
2, I'm getting self-concious about my weight again. Not that I'm that big, but despite eating healthy things - cutting down on as much crap as I can - and exercising once a week, my body is determined to maintain its weight of 80 kilos.
3. I've become more introverted lately. Usually these bouts of isolation wear off soon enough, but this seems to be a particularly heavy shockfront. Meh.
If life is a box of chocolates, some fucker swapped out praline and butterscotch for shit and toxic waste.
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bettydoll:
Hello dear! How are you doing? Has summer arrived in Holland? Ive even got some tan... idunno if thats how u use that word but uuum, hey... im swedish. r u going to pink pop festival? Take care Love Betty
streetmuse:
yes please...