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Holy Shit!
17 years ago
I turned my back on life and it slipped me another damn birthday!! How'd that happen? CRIPES. I'm older than I've ever been! AGAIN!
2008 wasn't easy but it was a huge improvement over 2007. A rectal exam using gynecological tools meant for blue whales would be an improvement over 2007. Whoever promised me a rose garden anyway? Nobody.
Each year I learn a few more things about myself, shed a few more bags, (re)discover another skeleton or two. It's the net that counts in life, not the gross, I think. I'm sticking with that analogy goddammit. Feels right. That's good enough for me. But enough of this gay banter! What's worth remembering, you ask?
Life *is* what you make of it.
Happiness is mostly self-generated.
Sadness blows, but meds rule! :D
I love my friends.
Making a living at art rocks, but I'm re-evaluating what that means for me.
I am continuing on the road to fulfill my dreams. Some I got nailed, others no longer interest me, and some are getting a fresh jab.
Orange County is a terrifying mall-maze of a generic-flavored Purgatory with a few nice places hidden away.
SoCal is cool in many ways, but it ain't home.
I miss the rain.
My pups are wonderful company.
It feels good to take a break from drawing and painting.
Corporate America is freaky.
I'm off to have a good time tonight and have a good time this afternoon, doing some doodling, maybe watch a movie, talk to some friends, and generally be a goof. *hugs*
2008 wasn't easy but it was a huge improvement over 2007. A rectal exam using gynecological tools meant for blue whales would be an improvement over 2007. Whoever promised me a rose garden anyway? Nobody.
Each year I learn a few more things about myself, shed a few more bags, (re)discover another skeleton or two. It's the net that counts in life, not the gross, I think. I'm sticking with that analogy goddammit. Feels right. That's good enough for me. But enough of this gay banter! What's worth remembering, you ask?
Life *is* what you make of it.
Happiness is mostly self-generated.
Sadness blows, but meds rule! :D
I love my friends.
Making a living at art rocks, but I'm re-evaluating what that means for me.
I am continuing on the road to fulfill my dreams. Some I got nailed, others no longer interest me, and some are getting a fresh jab.
Orange County is a terrifying mall-maze of a generic-flavored Purgatory with a few nice places hidden away.
SoCal is cool in many ways, but it ain't home.
I miss the rain.
My pups are wonderful company.
It feels good to take a break from drawing and painting.
Corporate America is freaky.
I'm off to have a good time tonight and have a good time this afternoon, doing some doodling, maybe watch a movie, talk to some friends, and generally be a goof. *hugs*
Dint think to tell ye. Just weren't in me head. ;) We definitely will get together before the Big Trip, this I Swear to Vishnu!
what film did you have in mind?
Intended to watch Shogun's Samurai, but got sidetracked babbling with friends, then took off and goofed off and slept in late the last day of my break.
All in all: GOOD STUFF.
Let's cross our fingers and hope 2009 is more stellar than 2008.
I totally concur about what you said about OC. It is SO deprived of culture and character. The building codes are made to specifically suck our souls.
*hugs* Thank you, my man, I hope 09 rocks all our socks. You and Babs deserve a much easier year than you've gotten. And we still need to get together. Time to confab and see what we can concoct.
Succumbed-realized that the best way for us to talkies is such a way, even assuming your phonetimey right now might be unavailable. But moving back shtuffies from a Momhouse to another house (in Allentown, PA, fyi) eh helped me lose the orangebeasty. So ah. Hurrrr.
SORRY FOR LATE HAPPY
You don't know how happies I hope your happies were
As for what I wanted to celebrate your specific numeric birthday for, what I said I would..
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Yeah when I find my phone or a second of time. Now has internet connection again with a different comp so thank gahd.
OH THANK FREAKING GOD you're out of your mum's place. Gimme her addy, I need to forward some mail to her, when you can. Get all settled in and let's email-talk and get a phone date set. Weekends are bestest, especially Saturday affanoom and Sunday.
Stay in touch, sweetbean. Berb him wanna know how you doin'.
Keep on trying. Don' give up! That's how it's done. And that's what I tell myself when it feels impossible.