1) this morning I woke up at 6:30 a.m., and was fully conscious and aware of the fact that my morning would be leisurely and pleasant if I got in the shower right then and stayed up.  however, because I was still tired, I went back to sleep for another hour and a half, and left in a rush. I would really love to know how I could get myself to break ( Read more... )

Sometimes I wonder if I should just stop writing poetry. I mean, I’ve been told so often that my work is good, but it isn’t good enough. It wasn’t good enough to get me into grad school, and it hasn’t been good enough to be published anywhere other than a couple of tiny college magazines. Granted, I haven’t submitted much, at all, in the grand ( Read more... )

oh man, I just found the funniest thing ever. I was reading through my old livejournal posts and found( this )

Oh, I am having big big fights with myself right now.

First of all, I have to remember that other people are not as crazy as I am. Some people do not mean three hundred other things when they say one thing. Some people just mean the thing that they say. And conversely, some people do not understand that I do often mean three hundred other ( Read more... )

 I just realized that I get a tiny rush out of paying bills. Is that weird?

Yesterday, I signed up for a gym membership. I’ve been hemming and hawing over that idea for years…I haven’t worked out regularly since I lived in Detroit and could attend the free aerobics class at my family’s church. I went jogging on and off in Jersey city, and have ( Read more... )

so first, for the less lame-adolescent-musings part of the post:

I am sort of doing okay right now, at the “whole life thing,” to quote my dear emily.  I mean, nothing particularly amazing is happening, and I am still way less productive than I would like to be, but I am keeping on top of my bills (thanks in great part to a generous gift from ( Read more... )

I used to want Relationships so badly, the traditional kind. I wanted them so, so badly that I became convinced every other day that I had met someone with whom I could have one. And it’s still true, that I meet people very often with whom I connect. But here’s the thing.

There are so many people in the world, and so many different ways to be ( Read more... )

whoever decided that girls were the more moody and emotional ones was smoking some other stuff. as was the person who decided that girls are bigger teases. these things are blatantly wrong. boys are the moodiest, most changeable creatures I've ever met ( Read more... )

it is very nice to go jogging and sweat ones behind off after work.

it is very nice to have just the right amount of food, coffee, and water throughout the day.

it very nice to assert oneself in the making of healthy decisions, even if it is done awkwardly.

it is very nice to eat dinner in a separate room from the room where you sleep.

the first ( Read more... )

I think there are only like, ten songs that I ever quote.

so, within the past couple of years, I have been trying to come to terms with the fact that I may never have kids. this is, of course, a choice, at least in part; I could adopt, or visit a friendly sperm bank, or just plain old fashioned get someone to knock me up, if just having a baby was ( Read more... )