I would like to issue a formal apology to my wonderful and loving boyfriend Ward Walkup IV. He is a wonderful man, and I am damn lucky to have him in my life. Wardy, although you may have issues expressing yourself to me, I couldn't ask for a sweeter or more understanding boyfriend. And at the risk of sounding cheesy ... you are my sunshine. I may ( Read more... )

In a relationship filled with so many wonderful things, all I seem to dwell on is the lack of .... poetry. Can a hopeless romantic (who beyond a doubt believes in the existence of soulmates) ever truly be happy with someone who doubts the existence of true love, and scorns poetry. I'm beginning to feel a little bit like Carrie (a la Sex and the ( Read more... )

Man, oh man! I had the weirdest dream last night ... it keeps on floating in and out of my mind like hazy remembrances of something that actually occured. I wish I could remember exactly what happened in this dream, but all I know for sure is that it involved Shawn (of all people). My rational side says this is most likely because of Pablo's recent ( Read more... )

I think for the first time in a very long time I actually want to physically HURT somebody ... it's a scary feeling, but in all fairness this person totally deserves to be beaten to a bloody pulp. All I have to say is that the one who will remain unnamed, is extremely lucky that I have self-restraint. Her cat-like nails (sharpened for the kill) do ( Read more... )

Love sick .....

FEVERISH

CHILLS

ASTHMA

ALLERGIES

Blah, I miss Wardy. I need LOVE ... and HUGS .... and KISSES ... and my INHALER.

Today I read someone's livejournal that I shouldn't have been snooping in (particularly since I don't really care about this person at all anymore), and I read something that upset me. It said that if the way they are feeling now is love, then they know they have never been in love before ( Read more... )

Well, I've finally rejoined the world of the employed (for real this time). And although this isn't exactly the job I was looking for, by any means, I feel content enough for now. I still would love to find a job at a nonprofit, but for now this job will allow me to ( Read more... )

I sold my first painting today ... Desperate times call for desperate measures. Unfortunetely I was selling to a friend so she got a VERY good deal. I guess the days of me giving away works of art to my friends has finally met an end. I hope they're resurrected sometime soon.

I'm not really sure why I decided to write in here at this particular moment in time. Nothing of importance has occured, and certainly there have been no epiphanys ... but I am in a strange mood, where somehow neither sleep nor painting seem to be holding my attention. My mind is halfway asleep, as is my body, however both seem to be functioning ( Read more... )

My life seems to be slowly but surely falling into place. The only thing left for me to become ecstatically happy, is to find that ever-elusive nonprofit job. But I guess everything in my life can't be perfect :) And god knows, pretty much everything is perfect except for my employment situation. I have amazing and loving friends and family, a ( Read more... )