Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Moving, work things and dreams
So my roommate Heather is moving out at the end of April/beginning of May, thus I will be taking her room and my current one will be available. Know of anyone needing a place?
I am starting to become spent from my constant working, even though my hours have been scaled back I still find myself too tired all too often. I need to just stop one night for myself (that isn't tonight).
I have been cleaning. Hyper cleaning. Unearthing my room will happen in stages but will happen nonetheless.
Lately I have been remembering the weirdest dreams from my sleep. I truthfully don't remember them that much, or if I do it's bits and pieces and usually later in the day.
But I have been having very frightening and very real feeling nightmates (like bleedy needle man trying to give me AIDS) to dramatic, almost comical in concept big "Blockbuster" dreams as I call them: Naval Captain of outer space oceans having cheating on his wife with the hot boyfriend of a younger Heath Ledger.
I really wish I was making that up.
I am starting to become spent from my constant working, even though my hours have been scaled back I still find myself too tired all too often. I need to just stop one night for myself (that isn't tonight).
I have been cleaning. Hyper cleaning. Unearthing my room will happen in stages but will happen nonetheless.
Lately I have been remembering the weirdest dreams from my sleep. I truthfully don't remember them that much, or if I do it's bits and pieces and usually later in the day.
But I have been having very frightening and very real feeling nightmates (like bleedy needle man trying to give me AIDS) to dramatic, almost comical in concept big "Blockbuster" dreams as I call them: Naval Captain of outer space oceans having cheating on his wife with the hot boyfriend of a younger Heath Ledger.
I really wish I was making that up.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Appropriate Tagline, oh and Happy St. Patrick's day
I think that "shit, son" is hella appropriate because it seems before I know it. A month passes in my rapidly shifting young life.
So I've eased into daytime shifts at Black's, and then some evenings and most weekends I'm at Urban. This is exactly what I wanted. And I still have free time here and there to live, clean on occasion (you know, rid of grime) oh and see people that matter most to me.
To top it off, I received a pay increase at Black's. Hopefully now I will be able to dig myself out of debt faster then I was plunging myself into by spending money I didn't have. Now I just have to stop spending what I do have to pay back for what I didn't!
If everyone else thought like this, maybe the economy wouldn't be so fubar. =p
With that minor debt concern I am in the midst of saving for mah pending super awesome funtime trip to NYC. I've never been. I am hyper retarded happy. Since now that the rooms and buses are booked all I can do is think about all I am going to see, what I am going to learn, photograph and acquire. I want to absorb it. And cherish my short time there. I'm going with Devan, Amanda and with Devan's roommate Kristyn (The best hos and mos trip, ever).
And there is more good news, oh yes yes, my roommate Heather is moving out!! Now, the reason this is so good is that I get to upgrade myself to a much larger room. I am really excited for the extra space to spread my cramped conditions (to be fair I have a large room, just too many belongings [shit]).
In the last month the weather seems to be improving, I fear a final, harsh and unexpected snow storm, but until then, what time I can spend outside I have been enjoying. This Sunday Amanda and I went for a shopping therapy trip where I acquired this beauty:
A unique craft purchased at Model Citizen in Kensington Market.
AKA BALLIN' BLING.
But I can't always shop when I feel dumpy or angry or hungover, I'm hoping with more sun I'll be less prone to agitation and mood swings, I don't do so well in the harshest periods of winter. But the weather is no excuse, I am now making a conscious effort for the benefit of those around to try my best with rational thought before one of triggers is pulled.
Today is St. Patrick's day, the day where people get drunk and everyone becomes Irish magically for a day. I came to the realization when walking home (it was gorgeous out) in all honestly, this day does very little for me since. First I'm not Irish and I always felt that Ireland by the geography alone, makes it hard for me to believe it ever had snakes. Meh. Its not my bag, I will still wear green to avoid annoying people from pinching me. Most of the green I own is olive.
All I can think of for now.
So I've eased into daytime shifts at Black's, and then some evenings and most weekends I'm at Urban. This is exactly what I wanted. And I still have free time here and there to live, clean on occasion (you know, rid of grime) oh and see people that matter most to me.
To top it off, I received a pay increase at Black's. Hopefully now I will be able to dig myself out of debt faster then I was plunging myself into by spending money I didn't have. Now I just have to stop spending what I do have to pay back for what I didn't!
If everyone else thought like this, maybe the economy wouldn't be so fubar. =p
With that minor debt concern I am in the midst of saving for mah pending super awesome funtime trip to NYC. I've never been. I am hyper retarded happy. Since now that the rooms and buses are booked all I can do is think about all I am going to see, what I am going to learn, photograph and acquire. I want to absorb it. And cherish my short time there. I'm going with Devan, Amanda and with Devan's roommate Kristyn (The best hos and mos trip, ever).
And there is more good news, oh yes yes, my roommate Heather is moving out!! Now, the reason this is so good is that I get to upgrade myself to a much larger room. I am really excited for the extra space to spread my cramped conditions (to be fair I have a large room, just too many belongings [shit]).
In the last month the weather seems to be improving, I fear a final, harsh and unexpected snow storm, but until then, what time I can spend outside I have been enjoying. This Sunday Amanda and I went for a shopping therapy trip where I acquired this beauty:
A unique craft purchased at Model Citizen in Kensington Market.
AKA BALLIN' BLING.
But I can't always shop when I feel dumpy or angry or hungover, I'm hoping with more sun I'll be less prone to agitation and mood swings, I don't do so well in the harshest periods of winter. But the weather is no excuse, I am now making a conscious effort for the benefit of those around to try my best with rational thought before one of triggers is pulled.
Today is St. Patrick's day, the day where people get drunk and everyone becomes Irish magically for a day. I came to the realization when walking home (it was gorgeous out) in all honestly, this day does very little for me since. First I'm not Irish and I always felt that Ireland by the geography alone, makes it hard for me to believe it ever had snakes. Meh. Its not my bag, I will still wear green to avoid annoying people from pinching me. Most of the green I own is olive.
All I can think of for now.
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
