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14 years ago
Dal Capo al coda.
I don't have any money:
One roommate had some sort of personal crisis-- the "quarter life" kind, and moved away. Another lost his job, and the rent he cannot pay. Another can't pay his full share, and is struggling to pay his debts. My student loans and credit cards are also up in the air. My truck might just be running on borrowed time, because I can't take care of it like I want to... but at least it's paid for. Bills are always late, and Gas+ food isn't getting any cheaper.
I don't have any time:
I work the night shift, and my job is physically exhausting, to boot. We are down two employees, and I have no choice but to take the extra hours of overtime to try and make ends meet. People who've never worked third shift will never understand how hard it is to sleep during the day... Or hour sleeping 6 hours in the day is nothing like six hours at night. How hard it is to run errands when nothing opens until 9 A.M. Social life? HA! Forget it! The irony is I experience insomnia from time to time.... sometimes I'll go for a few days without sleeping.... just sitting in a stupor-- feeling exhausted the whole time.
There is so much I NEED to do... yet I cannot.
AND YET!!!!!!!!!!!
Out of all of this! Out of all the years when life was good-- when I was making some good money working in a posh restaurant... when I was in many social settings such as bars, clubs, and even school... Out of all the good, and better times when I felt more in control of my own life-- when I didn't feel as mopey, and hopeless... I didn't have some sweet woman to wrap my arms around. Oh, I desired that, but I never tried to hard.
I thought I wasn't successful enough, or that I should concentrate more on my work and degree. Rindimo was all about serious business back then! Goals! Values! Code of... conduct? Ethics? Well... I ran by some sort of code... still do, to a degree...
And here I am:
I live in a 130+ year-old building-- by choice! A place all rustic, and hallow. Neglected for years, and abused by people who are not reverent towards the antique. My heart goes out to this place, and I have been slowly improving it with a care that no one else can seem to understand. I wish to own this place, some day. I want to restore it back to its original glory. It is my charity case, I suppose. But the point I should make is that most people do not wish to live in such an awesome place for a home.
It's also expensive for one person to bare alone! Only one roommate can pay his full share at the moment.
So no time, and no money. Poor ol' Rindi lives in an expensive hole, and has all sorts of troubles sitting on his head.
BUT OUT OF NOWHERE:
A girl. :D WTF?
One roommate had some sort of personal crisis-- the "quarter life" kind, and moved away. Another lost his job, and the rent he cannot pay. Another can't pay his full share, and is struggling to pay his debts. My student loans and credit cards are also up in the air. My truck might just be running on borrowed time, because I can't take care of it like I want to... but at least it's paid for. Bills are always late, and Gas+ food isn't getting any cheaper.
I don't have any time:
I work the night shift, and my job is physically exhausting, to boot. We are down two employees, and I have no choice but to take the extra hours of overtime to try and make ends meet. People who've never worked third shift will never understand how hard it is to sleep during the day... Or hour sleeping 6 hours in the day is nothing like six hours at night. How hard it is to run errands when nothing opens until 9 A.M. Social life? HA! Forget it! The irony is I experience insomnia from time to time.... sometimes I'll go for a few days without sleeping.... just sitting in a stupor-- feeling exhausted the whole time.
There is so much I NEED to do... yet I cannot.
AND YET!!!!!!!!!!!
Out of all of this! Out of all the years when life was good-- when I was making some good money working in a posh restaurant... when I was in many social settings such as bars, clubs, and even school... Out of all the good, and better times when I felt more in control of my own life-- when I didn't feel as mopey, and hopeless... I didn't have some sweet woman to wrap my arms around. Oh, I desired that, but I never tried to hard.
I thought I wasn't successful enough, or that I should concentrate more on my work and degree. Rindimo was all about serious business back then! Goals! Values! Code of... conduct? Ethics? Well... I ran by some sort of code... still do, to a degree...
And here I am:
I live in a 130+ year-old building-- by choice! A place all rustic, and hallow. Neglected for years, and abused by people who are not reverent towards the antique. My heart goes out to this place, and I have been slowly improving it with a care that no one else can seem to understand. I wish to own this place, some day. I want to restore it back to its original glory. It is my charity case, I suppose. But the point I should make is that most people do not wish to live in such an awesome place for a home.
It's also expensive for one person to bare alone! Only one roommate can pay his full share at the moment.
So no time, and no money. Poor ol' Rindi lives in an expensive hole, and has all sorts of troubles sitting on his head.
BUT OUT OF NOWHERE:
A girl. :D WTF?
Goodness gracious do I have it bad for her! Depths and heights indeed! Now that it's approaching a month, I think I am finally calming down a little bit, and I welcome that. I feel like I'm 16 years old again... (aside from having to sneak in and out of her parent's house.) my brain is exasperated from all the endorphins and millions of thoughts running through it. ;) I guess I haven't fallen in love in a long time... It feels like everything's brand new again. ;)
Where does the plot go from here, indeed... Well the next leap is she's talking about wanting to move in with me. (I'm trying to be smart about this one.) A possible plot line further down the road involves Costa Rica. ;)
All my little schemes and projects have ground down to a fantastic halt. I didn't realize my world could get any crazier... until it flipped upside down! Of course!
It is possible that you're not getting old, just out of practice. After all, a cheetah who doesn't stretch his limbs once in a while will find it a little difficult to run flat out the first few times he tries, and yet how quickly the expertise, the athleticism comes back when he finds himself chasing his favoured prey and in catching her, enjoying that which he has caught!
As for where this goes, the joyous successes and unmitigated disasters of a life shared are yours to discover anew. I merely wish to share a virtual beer once in a while as I listen to you recount the tales of Rindimo Cheetah and his new love.
Although I do not imbibe alcohol, so I would probably choose to pour some boiling water on dried leaves and drink the result instead. Doesn't tea sound so wonderful? :)
HA ha ha! DEFINITELY out of practice! ...but there was definitely enjoyment! I'm just so happy because I make her happy. Everything feels new again, even though my situations and problems haven't really changed. I never felt this new before... and I can't help but wonder if it's just the sepia tones of time taking effect, or if there's really some chemistry here I never fully experienced before. ;) (man, there are a lot of smiley's in this reply.)
You know... I had a weird premonition a few days ago... A long time ago, I sat down, and wrote/laid out bits and pieces of the story of Rindimo cheetah. A serious story leaving the fandom, and the TLK universe to being an accessory of fantasy. I pieced together a whole world all its own, and wrote Rin's story... and at the time, had the weird notion as if this was some sort of odd.... "Twin Peaks" kind of auto-biography. Parts of the story popped into my mind a few days ago, and some of the similarities struck me as very similar.
Since I do not perceive a real direction my life is heading, (I still don't really know what I want to be when I "grow up." ;) ) It seems I pick up clues from my past-- little notes, infatuations of the time, journal entries. It seems whenever I need an answer, it appears from out of the past as some sort of prophecy/realization. Something suddenly clicks, and a truth pops out that I knew all along, but didn't realize it. ;)
Anyway, I'm being even more attentive to what's going on now... Curious to see what happens next. ;)
I LOVE TEA. I actually have some fancy jasmine where I add a touch of ginger root to. I love experimenting with spices and flavors-- it seems one can never go wrong when it comes to tea! ;)
LOL-- Just kidding! It's still going! It's frustrating, though... but cute. I get off of work, and wake her up. Sometimes, on her lunch break, she stops over to give me a hug, and chat for a little while before going back. Sundays, we've been hanging out at the pool lately; (I am so damn pale!) and she calls me up, to wake me up so I get to work at night (and more talking). Our schedules are complete opposites... which makes me wonder if that's actually helping since she's only getting me in small doses. ;) Everything has quieted down, and has gotten rather quaint... Right now, she's on a trip to New York, so I finally have this weekend alone to work on some stuff in the house... maybe some art. We'll see.
It's nice. I could be in a foul mood, and her voice still cheers me up right away. Everyday she still puts up with me is another great day! :D I still don't know /where/ this is all going, but at least it's still going! weee!
Ok Rindi, are you ABSOLUTELY sure that's a girl? could it be you finnaly broke the curse I accidentaly put on you while trying to make Nbowa's yellow hair go pink?
Wow, you have to keep us posted now.... and make sure to double check that's a girl.
Now in a serious tone.... (yeah... right...) I hope she's the one! if not, let me know because I'm still working on that damn spell.
Well, I don't know if she's the one, but she's definitely the one for now! Ha ha!
Wait... Isn't Nbowa's hair on his head dark brown? Where is Nbowa's hair.... yellow... OH. I SEE. ;) Maybe you should ask Tzup if it worked... or for fresh samples to try that voodoo doll again. ;)
...Ha ha! XD
D: I don't wanna know how it turned yellow now :S Damn it Rindi!! now I have that scene from Mad about Mary on my head, just with Nbowa.
I can always count on you to put mind-f***ing images on my mind rindimo, I hope you are proud.
WOW. Totally forgot that Tim Minchin exists. I do not know how that is possible, but it happened.
Actually, we're both pretty good with money. For me, she eats up all my free time. Oh, I could finish putting insulation in the ceiling on my days off, OR spend all day making out at her place. I really need to finish the damn ceiling... But... Wait-- how did I get here at her house? Wow, where is her hand going? FUCK WORKING ON THE CEILING! Yay! :D I mean... NO! Argh! Another day where no projects are completed. ;)
I am totally going to freeze to death this winter. ;)