Life kinda rocks now. Kinda.
I got a bonus today at work. a damn big one. I intend to hold on to it and end up getting a nice big monitor.
However, I learned that the father of my old neighbors died sunday. His plug was pulled after a few days on life support due to esophogeal cancer complications. I'm pretty rocked to the floor about that.
It's something that sometimes makes me gracious for what i have, even if I take it for granted or even abuse it like my health. I intend to keep living, to try and keep moving and learning and working. I intend to do that without fear of being hurt or of being alienated by others for my actions or thoughts. I want to make friends and deepen friendships with the ones that I do have and cherish.
I want to watch movies and listen to music and look at art that I find interesting. I want to drink Fine Tequila and eat chocolate chip cookies (not together). I want to go to shows and clubs. I want to not be numb. Not ever.
update 10:33pm
so what happens after that nice post above? my car dies and my parents yell at me because they think I spend too much.
God/fate/whateverthefuckyouwanttocallit: infinity. LF: 8.
I seem to be ending my posts alot more often with this >
I got a bonus today at work. a damn big one. I intend to hold on to it and end up getting a nice big monitor.
However, I learned that the father of my old neighbors died sunday. His plug was pulled after a few days on life support due to esophogeal cancer complications. I'm pretty rocked to the floor about that.
It's something that sometimes makes me gracious for what i have, even if I take it for granted or even abuse it like my health. I intend to keep living, to try and keep moving and learning and working. I intend to do that without fear of being hurt or of being alienated by others for my actions or thoughts. I want to make friends and deepen friendships with the ones that I do have and cherish.
I want to watch movies and listen to music and look at art that I find interesting. I want to drink Fine Tequila and eat chocolate chip cookies (not together). I want to go to shows and clubs. I want to not be numb. Not ever.
update 10:33pm
so what happens after that nice post above? my car dies and my parents yell at me because they think I spend too much.
God/fate/whateverthefuckyouwanttocallit: infinity. LF: 8.
I seem to be ending my posts alot more often with this >