'Tipping The Velvet'
'American Gods'
'The Tempest'
'One Hundred Years of Solitude'
'The Secret Garden'
'The Portrait of a Lady'
'Sexing The Cherry'
Also, I have a rash on my foot and it is driving me crazy. I think I may have stepped in some poison oak walking through the park on the way to work the other day. No more scenic roots for me. :[
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Monday, May 10, 2010
cleanliness and reflections on mushy gushy love stuff.
I really hate not waking up to him every morning. I remember him stealing kisses from me, thinking I was still fully asleep.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
nothing at all in my head.
i can't seem to snap out of this dreamy state. my vacation this time around was so bitter-sweet, i think it may have even given me permanent a stomach ache. will's car broke down just before i got there, so we didn't go many places or too far from his home, but that was fine by me. the best memory i have of it all is lounging on his couch, with pillows and a blanket, he in his boxers and t-shirt, me in my night slip, legs sprawled out across him, watching movies inside with fans and the a/c blasted up, on a muggy florida afternoon. we watched "fanastic mr.fox" and "the adventures of baron munchausen", drank iced tea [with plenty of ice] and ate waffles with strawberries.
what more could a dreamy-eyed, lazy girl ask for?
this time at the airport neither of us cried. i think it was too early in the morning to really feel anything but tired. nevertheless it was sad. and i hate leaving him.
what more could a dreamy-eyed, lazy girl ask for?
this time at the airport neither of us cried. i think it was too early in the morning to really feel anything but tired. nevertheless it was sad. and i hate leaving him.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
wishlist.
this started out as a generic birthday wish, but i'll just consider this a general wishlist for the rest of this year [they are in no particular order]:
- get a new cell [preferably a blackberry bold. yep, i'll be one of those jerks.]
- get rid of this old computer of mine and upgrade to a pretty laptop. i am thinking a nice toshiba.
- learn to bake. i mean really go nuts with cookies, cupcakes, cakes, petits fours, everything.
- get will up here, be it to visit or live?
- find the perfect haircut and keep it for at least a full year.
...i will continue to add more to this, providing i remember!
- get a new cell [preferably a blackberry bold. yep, i'll be one of those jerks.]
- get rid of this old computer of mine and upgrade to a pretty laptop. i am thinking a nice toshiba.
- learn to bake. i mean really go nuts with cookies, cupcakes, cakes, petits fours, everything.
- get will up here, be it to visit or live?
- find the perfect haircut and keep it for at least a full year.
...i will continue to add more to this, providing i remember!
Friday, March 12, 2010
just another diamond day.
i've been in a very 60s/70s whimsical girly folk mood as of late. i think it's mostly to do with the anticipation of spring. i want to wear florals and pastels, put my hair up in a bouffant and curl just the tips. wear peachy lipsticks and blushers ,false lashes and lots of black eyeliner.
it may also relate to the happiness i find myself luxuriating in when i'm talking to will about our future. i'm not saying it won't be stressful, but i am excited, and i hope it goes as planned.
if marriage [dun, dun, dunnnnn] is the end all and be all, so beit. i'm still not one for big weddings [though i will take a cake], but if it will help us be together, why not? city hall, here i come! maybe. as for rings. eh. if anything at all, which i really don't care so much for, i'd want a simple, thin, unpolished, hammered gold band [no diamonds whatsoever]. something that won't cost more than a few hundered dollars.
the only reason i'd except it, is because he wants to give me one. which is cute.
but please, nothing big and gaudy. i'll save those for cocktail parties.
Monday, March 1, 2010
lullaby.
i wish i could just quit this lousy job and create beautiful things. i'm tired of worrying about stepping on petty and insecure people's toes every day. the most frightening and annoying thing is seeing similarities of them, in myself.
i need to get out.
i realize now, no matter how hard i try, i was not born to stand in with the norm of uncreative people. it runs in my blood to create, not just appreciate creativity.
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