Part of this is me, venting.
Part of this is me expressing myself vicariously through others.
And part of this is just a hella lot of fun. :)
Part of this is me, venting.
Part of this is me expressing myself vicariously through others.
And part of this is just a hella lot of fun. :)
Volcanoes are the zits on Mother Earth’s face.
Mother Earth may have some pretty angry zits, but I still think she if frikin’ gorgeous as hell.
Happy Earth Day. :)
They Sing. They Dance. They Love.
Her, not me.
Two days ago, I sprained my back. When I was loading some measly 16 quart bags of garden soil for this old woman, a bone in my spine popped. For the rest of the day I was in excruciating pain. Now I’m just in mildly annoying pain, unless I try to lift something, then I’m in excruciating pain again. The terrible throbbing in my leg from two days ago is now just a constant dull ache. So far, I think I’ll make a full recovery shortly. And I better: I have to start moving this week into the house with Angela and Sara.
Also? I am limping horribly. I am also on restricted duty at work. That means no bending, stooping, squatting, reaching, and certainly no lifting. In other words, I’m useless right now at work. So they have me at the phones. I’m utterly bored, and yet, we were swamped with customers today, all of whom glared at me with the same exact questions in their eyes, “can’t YOU help?!”
In response to their glares, I started doodling on the scratch paper stacked neatly next to the phone.
I was so utterly bored and helpless and understimulated at work today that I think I need to level up BabaRei again in order to satiate my brain this evening. Then I’m going to attack that room of mine a little. After all, my friends, I’m still moving!
On a completely unrelated note, I think I have a crush on my hairstylist. Maybe it was the husky sound of her voice, or the way she ran her fingers through my hair and across my neck today in a way that was intriguingly sensual… who knows?
I also talked to Sara today, over the phone. I apologized for my behavior Monday. I was, on Monday, racked by extreme frustration, anger and guilt. I was also extremely hormonally imbalanced.
Over the last week, I’ve been thinking about Monday and, well, all the events that have happened since I first met Sara. The first time we hung out. The first time we actually admitted we were attracted to each other. The first time we kissed. The first time we did more… and more. And I realized something: this was just one giant fling. One that is best forgotten. After all, she has a boyfriend, and I’m just someone to pass the time with. After all, she has been cheating on him all this time. I’m the extra person. I’m the third wheel. I’m the one who needs to go.
But it’s over now. I have to move past this, because I can’t keep living in this horrible state of in-between. We will be friends, good friends. I’m good friends with Liz now, and I used to be crazy for her, too. It’s possible. We’ll be friends, and nothing more unless she makes some really serious decision in the future, one she’ll never make.
And, you know, in a way Sara helped me make this most recent decision. Over the weekend (though I didn’t notice it at first) she posted this music video to my Facebook:
Sums it all up beautifully. :)
Now, off to Maple Story!