It's late and tomorrow I plan to wake up without my alarm clock. I plan to wake up whenever the urge strikes me. Under the covers with those two little puppies and have sweet dreams and wake up rested. This is what I tell myself has to be true.

11:08 ( Read more... )

Dog park nightmares and the boys going to daycare for the first time today. I'm up at six o'clock to put on make-up, wake-up, get everyone ready, and Copper's looking at me with those bright sunny eyes of his that make me feel guilty, even though I know he'll have a great time. I have always had little sympathy for parents who didn't want to ( Read more... )

what i want is for someone to want me. i want to be swept off my feet ( Read more... )

test run 1: don't put mascara in your eye. it hurts.
test run 2: same thing can be said about make up remover.

the girlie girlie part of me (96% of my being) is saying,
"i- like- have absolutely NOTHING to wear!"

the other 4% is the pessimist..so i won't mention what it thinks.

I have those sunday night feelings of dreading work tomorrow, compounded by the fact that I had an extra day off. The boys are gone and there is no one to cuddle.

I've been thinking room-mates. But how much do I value watching t.v. in my underpants and scratching my crotch. Am I willing to give that up?

I'm still undecided.

Sometimes, I don't know anything.

I can see how people could become jaded really really fast.

so, yeah.

I feel lonely and disconnected from everything I love. I feel like people are disinterested in me. They've all found better and more exciting things than hanging out.

sometimes there is the rush of image before word excitment that locks my throat ( Read more... )