12.19.04
10:00 PM-ish...
Im fried to a crisp.
Absolutely knackered.
Squished.
Sqwashed.
Flat
out
flattened.
My weekend began with a several hour conversation with my college boyfriend. As of late Ive been in touch with a lot of men from my past. Its very interesting & good for my ego, if I may be honest. Jack was my first real boyfriend what we had was, for the most part unhealthy, yet we were together on & off for 5 years. The conversation was draining in a good way. He told me that he has always been envious of my talent, which threw me. Hes a very smart guy. Very interesting as well. I sometimes joke that well be married. Could happen. You just never know and the way my life with all of its surprises lately, nothingabsolutely nothing surprises me anymore.
Saturday was a long, long day. Fuck, it was only yesterday. I worked about 8 hours. I had dinner plans last night and had hoped that (pleasant interruption-TimTim from Washington phonedspoke for 45 minutes).
Anyway. Mood switch. I can barely keep my eyes open. My toes hurt because I clipped the nails too short. Im in my bed and Im listening to This Mortal Coil.
Back to the story. As I was about to say, I had hoped that I would make it to this art opening/book signing & I did. There 10 authors there and as I browsed the books I saw the memoir Stick Figure; A diary of my former self. I began speaking to the author Lori Gottlieb. She was very kind to answer all of my anxiety driven questions about what its like to have a memoir published. She told me that people think they know her and reporters feel like they have a pass to ask her just about anything. She was very cool. I bought her book and began reading it today. Its about her anorexia told through her diaries form her youth, which if you know anything about me and my first novelits a similar concept. Im enjoying her book. In fact I want to read now but Im so beat Im going to go to sleep. Check her http://www.lorigottlieb.com
And again, my apologies if you write to me and I dont get back to you right away please dont take it personally. Im still on deadline and sometimes I have but a moment to check my messages. Dont fear the worstwhich is what I tend to do when Im awaiting a response to an email. I get all hurt and rejected feeling. Abandonment issues. Clearly.
Sleep. Sleep.
Nite. Nite.
10:00 PM-ish...
Im fried to a crisp.
Absolutely knackered.
Squished.
Sqwashed.
Flat
out
flattened.
My weekend began with a several hour conversation with my college boyfriend. As of late Ive been in touch with a lot of men from my past. Its very interesting & good for my ego, if I may be honest. Jack was my first real boyfriend what we had was, for the most part unhealthy, yet we were together on & off for 5 years. The conversation was draining in a good way. He told me that he has always been envious of my talent, which threw me. Hes a very smart guy. Very interesting as well. I sometimes joke that well be married. Could happen. You just never know and the way my life with all of its surprises lately, nothingabsolutely nothing surprises me anymore.
Saturday was a long, long day. Fuck, it was only yesterday. I worked about 8 hours. I had dinner plans last night and had hoped that (pleasant interruption-TimTim from Washington phonedspoke for 45 minutes).
Anyway. Mood switch. I can barely keep my eyes open. My toes hurt because I clipped the nails too short. Im in my bed and Im listening to This Mortal Coil.
Back to the story. As I was about to say, I had hoped that I would make it to this art opening/book signing & I did. There 10 authors there and as I browsed the books I saw the memoir Stick Figure; A diary of my former self. I began speaking to the author Lori Gottlieb. She was very kind to answer all of my anxiety driven questions about what its like to have a memoir published. She told me that people think they know her and reporters feel like they have a pass to ask her just about anything. She was very cool. I bought her book and began reading it today. Its about her anorexia told through her diaries form her youth, which if you know anything about me and my first novelits a similar concept. Im enjoying her book. In fact I want to read now but Im so beat Im going to go to sleep. Check her http://www.lorigottlieb.com
And again, my apologies if you write to me and I dont get back to you right away please dont take it personally. Im still on deadline and sometimes I have but a moment to check my messages. Dont fear the worstwhich is what I tend to do when Im awaiting a response to an email. I get all hurt and rejected feeling. Abandonment issues. Clearly.
Sleep. Sleep.
Nite. Nite.
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but i am trying to not consume too many calories and that would be a very bad temptation for me!!