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running on the fumes of tolerance
what's life without a little stress, i say? it's like salt on your baked potato or something like that.
it's amazing to me that when some people think they know you, they can then proceed to tell you exactly how you should live it, while their own is in shambles around them.
i'm trying to figure out how i attract those kind of people, and what i can do differently. i tend to champion the underdog, feel empathy for the clueless (being semi-clueless most of the time myself), and in general feeling for the people who are walking around with bruised hearts. i guess i can't be anything than who i am.
i just deleted a bunch of nonsense that would be hurtful to the people i wrote it about, if they were to ever stumble across this journal.
me shut up now.
****
going to look at a couple more places tomorrow morning. a couple look promising. (not saying any more, no jinxs.) the knight gassed up and washed the chariot (what a guy!) and i got directions and am ready to rock. i canvassed the area today, kind of a reconnisance (i know that's not spelled right) and i didn't get lost once! i'm very proud of myself. and i went all alone, the demongirlchild was tired and slept till 11:30.
*BIG FUCKIN SIGH*
i'm trying to keep good thoughts here, the stress level has been extremely high for everyone. but honestly, my tolerance is running on fumes.
it's hard for me to confront or argue with people, my tongue and brain do not connect and i stand there looking like a total moron. kinda like fish lips. why is that? i can write, even though some times i can't get across that way either, but verbally i'm a total loser.
oh well.
****
i wanted to write an essay regarding prescription drugs and pharmeceutical companies, but i'm too tired tonight. i'll try to write it out longhand and post it tomorrow.
****
i've been here at this hotel for almost three weeks, and have gotten to know the staff pretty well. the knight says "you know everyone here and all their business!" what can i say? i'm a friendly gal. my daughter can't get over it either, "you're so friendly, you talk to everybody. they all know you and give you cookies and extra stuff, how do you do it?"
maybe i just have a "i need a cookie" face.
:)
it's amazing to me that when some people think they know you, they can then proceed to tell you exactly how you should live it, while their own is in shambles around them.
i'm trying to figure out how i attract those kind of people, and what i can do differently. i tend to champion the underdog, feel empathy for the clueless (being semi-clueless most of the time myself), and in general feeling for the people who are walking around with bruised hearts. i guess i can't be anything than who i am.
i just deleted a bunch of nonsense that would be hurtful to the people i wrote it about, if they were to ever stumble across this journal.
me shut up now.
****
going to look at a couple more places tomorrow morning. a couple look promising. (not saying any more, no jinxs.) the knight gassed up and washed the chariot (what a guy!) and i got directions and am ready to rock. i canvassed the area today, kind of a reconnisance (i know that's not spelled right) and i didn't get lost once! i'm very proud of myself. and i went all alone, the demongirlchild was tired and slept till 11:30.
*BIG FUCKIN SIGH*
i'm trying to keep good thoughts here, the stress level has been extremely high for everyone. but honestly, my tolerance is running on fumes.
it's hard for me to confront or argue with people, my tongue and brain do not connect and i stand there looking like a total moron. kinda like fish lips. why is that? i can write, even though some times i can't get across that way either, but verbally i'm a total loser.
oh well.
****
i wanted to write an essay regarding prescription drugs and pharmeceutical companies, but i'm too tired tonight. i'll try to write it out longhand and post it tomorrow.
****
i've been here at this hotel for almost three weeks, and have gotten to know the staff pretty well. the knight says "you know everyone here and all their business!" what can i say? i'm a friendly gal. my daughter can't get over it either, "you're so friendly, you talk to everybody. they all know you and give you cookies and extra stuff, how do you do it?"
maybe i just have a "i need a cookie" face.
:)
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