the truth is
Friday, 8 August 2003 05:05![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zachariahI get tired of work too easily, I think. I'm lazy, I'd rather play than work, yeah, but still. You'd think I'd have time to do stuff like fix my car, exercise, do computer stuff, etcetera without sacrificing the time I spend with my friends. It gets frustrating. My job really is not hard. Quite the opposite. It just gives me too much time to think, and we all know what happens when Zach thinks. Well. I know what happens when Zach thinks, so that works for me. :)
Annelise is a fun RPer. I stuck my foot in my mouth when I expressed a dislike for giggly teens and she turned out to be that precise thing. Apparently she's also a model, which amuses me. Models roleplay?! Vicki, you find some odd people to talk to XD The touch of the wired, eh? A good chat, though. I got too engrossed, though, because I was talking to several people and just got buggered all up brain-wise. I started ignoring people, first Bo and Matt, then Renee. Not good. Like she said, I could have saved our conversation for a rainy day, but I just KEPT her, acting like I could talk to both! I am all that is man. That's not necessarily a good thing. I'm better now, though, and I think I can improve my multi-tasking. I'm sorry I was so stubborn and stupid, Renee.
I went to a check site and filled out a long series of fields, only to discover it is not an online ordering site, but rather I have to print this page out and mail it to them. Lousy cheapo check site. I like the checks, though, and I'm too apathetic to hunt them down on some other site. So the next time I go to school, I'll print this off and get some checks that will actually show my real address and new drivers license number. For the first time in seven months.
Root beer! Tasty stuff.
Okay, and this post was twice as long, but I realized that yeah, there are some offline things I need to do before I can post the rest. Oh, well. This is still a relatively hefty post for me, hey? Yeah.
update:
I've been with Bo for over half the lease now, and it's not a bad idea to think about what can or might change after we're released from it. January. Personally, I'm wrapping my mind around Jonesboro. Yes. Because of one girl. This is far enough away that I'd not talk about it to friends or the like, but this is my journal, one way or another, and I have to write things down. So...I am not crazy. I'm a dreamer, I'm rash and silly and optimistic. For once! She feels selfish, and I feel cliched, but ye jackals, I love her. We're two peas in a pod, except she is yellow and I am grey, and everything is screwed up and twisted and not like it was before. She still fits. I feel like the lego wind to her lego mill, which makes no sense, I know, but I KNOW. She scares herself, and I scare myself, and we worry. I will never leave her. Renee, I'm glad you love me, because I love you, and one way or another, you and I are gonna be together for a very long time.
The bad.
She was upset today with MT backing up, and I tried to help and failed miserably. I could not help her, and I felt so lost and confused and stupid. So I retreated, being a turtle, and that's something she doesn't handle well. She doesn't like feeling alone, much less ignored. All I knew to do was hold her and tell her it would be okay, but I could only do half of that, and I did it rather badly. She's more emotional than I am, I can't relate to the stress she goes through. *ponders*
Annelise is a fun RPer. I stuck my foot in my mouth when I expressed a dislike for giggly teens and she turned out to be that precise thing. Apparently she's also a model, which amuses me. Models roleplay?! Vicki, you find some odd people to talk to XD The touch of the wired, eh? A good chat, though. I got too engrossed, though, because I was talking to several people and just got buggered all up brain-wise. I started ignoring people, first Bo and Matt, then Renee. Not good. Like she said, I could have saved our conversation for a rainy day, but I just KEPT her, acting like I could talk to both! I am all that is man. That's not necessarily a good thing. I'm better now, though, and I think I can improve my multi-tasking. I'm sorry I was so stubborn and stupid, Renee.
I went to a check site and filled out a long series of fields, only to discover it is not an online ordering site, but rather I have to print this page out and mail it to them. Lousy cheapo check site. I like the checks, though, and I'm too apathetic to hunt them down on some other site. So the next time I go to school, I'll print this off and get some checks that will actually show my real address and new drivers license number. For the first time in seven months.
Root beer! Tasty stuff.
Okay, and this post was twice as long, but I realized that yeah, there are some offline things I need to do before I can post the rest. Oh, well. This is still a relatively hefty post for me, hey? Yeah.
update:
I've been with Bo for over half the lease now, and it's not a bad idea to think about what can or might change after we're released from it. January. Personally, I'm wrapping my mind around Jonesboro. Yes. Because of one girl. This is far enough away that I'd not talk about it to friends or the like, but this is my journal, one way or another, and I have to write things down. So...I am not crazy. I'm a dreamer, I'm rash and silly and optimistic. For once! She feels selfish, and I feel cliched, but ye jackals, I love her. We're two peas in a pod, except she is yellow and I am grey, and everything is screwed up and twisted and not like it was before. She still fits. I feel like the lego wind to her lego mill, which makes no sense, I know, but I KNOW. She scares herself, and I scare myself, and we worry. I will never leave her. Renee, I'm glad you love me, because I love you, and one way or another, you and I are gonna be together for a very long time.
The bad.
She was upset today with MT backing up, and I tried to help and failed miserably. I could not help her, and I felt so lost and confused and stupid. So I retreated, being a turtle, and that's something she doesn't handle well. She doesn't like feeling alone, much less ignored. All I knew to do was hold her and tell her it would be okay, but I could only do half of that, and I did it rather badly. She's more emotional than I am, I can't relate to the stress she goes through. *ponders*
