nhimesis

Havn't posted in a while. Don't have time to write much, just thought I'd let people know I'm still alive, although I think all of my livejournal friends talk to me elsewhere anyway. I'm off to the beach today cause it's smegging hot. What can you do, it's summer. TA.

Havn't had a journal entry in a while, so I thought it was about time. Well, life has been better. I broke up with Emily over a week ago. But we still live together, so we really have to work no boundries and stuff I guess. Sometimes it seems like she only wanted to break up with me just to get me to try to get her to not break up with me.
If that wasn't bad enough, I had an accident involving my left index finger and a table saw. I didn't have to have anything reattached, but it's not pretty. Typing this is a pain in the ass with the bandage on.
And I'm so smeging tired. I work 7 days a week, and it seems like all of my free time is spent helping other people. I need some me time. More than that, I need some sleep. Oh well, I suppose since I'm at work I should be doing some work type things. Glad to read that things are going well PC.

I never realized how private a person I am. I find it very difficult to update this journal on any kind of regular basis, not because I don't have anything to say, but because I don't have much I want to share with a bunch of people, even if some of them are my friends. I even have a hard time updating my private journal since private journals have a way of becoming not private anymore. I dunno, maybe it the scorpio in me. Portaclown knows what I'm talking about.

Anyway, I'm at work right now, which is all I seem to do. Though I don't make very much money, which is very disturbing. How can one work so much and still be broke? That's the Maine economy for ya. To be considered poor here you have to be destitute. Hope all of my peeps are doing well.

Your Birthdate: November 2

You're so intuitive, it's like you have a sixth, seventh, and eighth sense. You connect with others freely and easily - and you tend to have many best friends. Warm and caring, it's hard for you to close your heart to anyone. Affection is like air for you - you need to give and receive it to survive. Your strength: Your universal compassion Your weakness: Your unpredictable mood swings Your power color: Mauve Your power symbol: Butterfly Your power month: February

So, here it is, Thanksgiving, and I'm at smegging work. Yippy. And there is not much going on, so the only thing to do is to sit around with Sammy and talk about our problems. On a side note, Sammy'g ex-girlfriend is a juvinile psycho. I mean, I have problems with Emily, but she's stable compared to this girl. Newsflash, someone is not going to get over a two and a half relationship in a couple of days just because you want them to. Man, I'm glad I'm not 20 anymore. I don't think of myself as wise, but when I hear about the drama that goes on I feel old and wise, well, old maybe. But still hot :)

Anyway, happy thanksgiving.

Another late night entry, although that's about the only time I have to write. Today was pretty mundane, worked, came home did the dishes, watched tv, had a drink with M at UNOs, walked to the store, stuff, time for bead. I am sleepy. I hope all of my friends are having a good night.

So tired. I've been working all day. I got up at 5:00 this morning to drive down to Portland and work the Maine high school football championship games, all three of them in one day. If I had to describe the experience briefly, I'd have to say long and cold. Like, below freezing cold, it is November in Maine after all. So now it's after midnight and I'm back and I'm tired and I'm going the smeg to sleep. And I'd like to give a shout out to my peeps, you know who you are, all two of you who might actually read this, and I stress might. Keep it real homies.

Well, the Dominator came up for the night, so that's cool, but the Pats lost, which isn't (normally I wouldn't give a crap about a football game but since I'm in the office football pool which I havn't won yet and I picked the pats to win, which was kinda stupid since they kinda suck right now and the team they were playing is undefeated. Always bet on who you think will win, not who you want to win.)

So, I've been awake since 4:30ish in the morning because Emily is going on tour today and she's nervous about it so she has been trying to talk to me because she couldn't sleep. On one hand I understand, but on the other, I'm smegging tired.

Eh, I need to get ready for work. Arg, so tired.

It's only 8:30 in the morning and so far my girlfriends favorite pet has died and I have to spent 80 bucks on a new smegin altinator for a car that I no longer drive, but I have to get rid of it so it needs to function. Today is shaping up to be awsome.

Well, today is my birthday. I turn 29. Last one before I turn 30, so I'm excited about that. Seems like any other day really. Missing all of my peeps though. They're all moving away. You know who you are.

So, how's this for my first journal entry. Cars smegging suck. If I didn't NEED one, I shure as hell woudn't have one. Or at least not the piece of smeg cars I end up with.