Repetition
Mar. 3rd, 2008 09:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
greenstormTalking about the dream
Like the dream is over
Talk like that
Wont get you nowhere
Everybodys trusting in the heart
Like the heart dont lie
And thats all that I need, yeah
Someone else to cling to, yeah
Someone I can lean on
Until I dont need to
Just stay all through the night
In the morning let me down
Cause thats all that I need right now
A lot has happened since I last posted and yet I have very little to say. Some of it just makes me feel stupid: I -totally- lost my bus pass/bank card/ID sleeve, then Angus discovered it in the back pocket of my pants (I swear, I don't know how it got there; I didn't know they had a back pocket)
I visited with Christina from high school all day. It was pretty wonderful to see her: she's doing well, she's doing what she likes, she has the confidence and the inner glow that comes from figuring yourself out and going with it. She got along with my friends. S'good.
Angus and I are still cutting and patching to try and figure out what our interactions are going to look like. It's funny, it's pretty clear what works between us and what doesn't when we do try things. It's just a matter of integrating that into the rest of our lives. And, you know, -having- the rest of our lives.
My friends continue to be the best friends ever, and such a blessing. Drew fed me fantastic meat salad and late harvest reisling (think sweet, intense, almost dessert-y white) and lots of love, there was a good night of Rock Band at Paul's, wherein there were enough people to play and to provide me with a lap to nap on at the same time. I've introduced two people who've never heard of the game to it now.
I've been a bit flaky. We're for sure moving for May 1st, and I'm pretty sure I can end up in Angus' place. Bob is thinking about whether we want to do that as a 'we' or not. I skipped out on the play party in a house-cleaning panic for a real estate showing that never happened. I didn't end up spending time with Juggler as arranged. I'm trying not to feel too guilty about that. I always do feel guilty about backing out of something like that.
I guess I'll be planting in pots now.
I start my new job on the 6th; this is a three-day weekend comprised of Sun, Mon, and Tues for me -- the first three consecutive days I've had off since Christmas sometime, and the first weekend in a couple weeks. It's SO NICE. Regular weekends should be returning now; rat show next weekend, working with Ellen the one after that, and after that I need something to keep my mind off spring mysteries. Hopefully something involving lots of good sex.
I really -like- sex, you know? It sounds like an obvious thing to say, but it seems to be more of a drive for me than for many. It makes me really happy really reliably, and I'm an irritating person when I do without.
So sleepy. Gonna catch up tonight, then hang out with more friends tomorrow. Looking so forward to it. Breakups suck, you know, but I'm loving this time I have to spend with my friends.
Sleepy. Need to finish cleanign rat cages then crash.
Like the dream is over
Talk like that
Wont get you nowhere
Everybodys trusting in the heart
Like the heart dont lie
And thats all that I need, yeah
Someone else to cling to, yeah
Someone I can lean on
Until I dont need to
Just stay all through the night
In the morning let me down
Cause thats all that I need right now
A lot has happened since I last posted and yet I have very little to say. Some of it just makes me feel stupid: I -totally- lost my bus pass/bank card/ID sleeve, then Angus discovered it in the back pocket of my pants (I swear, I don't know how it got there; I didn't know they had a back pocket)
I visited with Christina from high school all day. It was pretty wonderful to see her: she's doing well, she's doing what she likes, she has the confidence and the inner glow that comes from figuring yourself out and going with it. She got along with my friends. S'good.
Angus and I are still cutting and patching to try and figure out what our interactions are going to look like. It's funny, it's pretty clear what works between us and what doesn't when we do try things. It's just a matter of integrating that into the rest of our lives. And, you know, -having- the rest of our lives.
My friends continue to be the best friends ever, and such a blessing. Drew fed me fantastic meat salad and late harvest reisling (think sweet, intense, almost dessert-y white) and lots of love, there was a good night of Rock Band at Paul's, wherein there were enough people to play and to provide me with a lap to nap on at the same time. I've introduced two people who've never heard of the game to it now.
I've been a bit flaky. We're for sure moving for May 1st, and I'm pretty sure I can end up in Angus' place. Bob is thinking about whether we want to do that as a 'we' or not. I skipped out on the play party in a house-cleaning panic for a real estate showing that never happened. I didn't end up spending time with Juggler as arranged. I'm trying not to feel too guilty about that. I always do feel guilty about backing out of something like that.
I guess I'll be planting in pots now.
I start my new job on the 6th; this is a three-day weekend comprised of Sun, Mon, and Tues for me -- the first three consecutive days I've had off since Christmas sometime, and the first weekend in a couple weeks. It's SO NICE. Regular weekends should be returning now; rat show next weekend, working with Ellen the one after that, and after that I need something to keep my mind off spring mysteries. Hopefully something involving lots of good sex.
I really -like- sex, you know? It sounds like an obvious thing to say, but it seems to be more of a drive for me than for many. It makes me really happy really reliably, and I'm an irritating person when I do without.
So sleepy. Gonna catch up tonight, then hang out with more friends tomorrow. Looking so forward to it. Breakups suck, you know, but I'm loving this time I have to spend with my friends.
Sleepy. Need to finish cleanign rat cages then crash.
