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I've had a good weekend, I think. My back has finally started to calm down, after torturing me for going on three weeks. Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer is much, much better than the first Fantastic Four movie.
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evanjeline asked me to. I'm bored with it after five minutes.
On Friday, I had this big, long, rambling entry that I wanted to do, about how accomplished I felt and how I think the job I've got might actually be a little fulfilling and how I wanted to dance in the rain and sing RENT at the top of my lungs for the sheer joy of doing it. I wanted to wonder about the angsty way I used to wander through my writing; about my desire to be a.. well, a more active activist, to live like everything is a poem, even if I haven't been able to write a poem in a very long time.
I wanted to talk about how I've become so much stronger than I used to be, and a little less in touch with my emotions. About how I can still love so many without missing any of them. About how wonderful it is to meet new people and genuinely like them. About old relationships that have finally, finally stopped hurting. About how I can say 'I can live without you' and know the only difference is whether I want to or not.
About how I can think back, six months, a year ago, and know how depressed I was, and again how I feel so much better about myself inside.
I've also lost five pounds.
It's been a good weekend.
Also, maybe some of you will find this funny.
I've kind of adopted a sweet little calico cat that technically belongs to my neighbor, but you know, I feed her myself, because her owner doesn't take good care of her at all. I've even named her. Fable. The only reason for that is because that was the game I was playing at the time. Anyway, she's also had two litters of absolutely adorable kittens, one of which is trying to love me more than her mother does. So, today, Dad and I were going to do laundry, and Dad noticed three cats in our driveway. Since we didn't want to run them over, he sent me out to chase them into sight, so we wouldn't have any accidents.
So, to my annoyance, I realized Fable was in complete and total heat, and that the two other cats were probably male. I stalked over there and yelled, "Our driveway is not your whorehouse!" and they ran away. However, I almost killed my father with laughter. All I have to say to that is 'Meh.'
I've joined IMVU because
evanjeline asked me to. I'm bored with it after five minutes.On Friday, I had this big, long, rambling entry that I wanted to do, about how accomplished I felt and how I think the job I've got might actually be a little fulfilling and how I wanted to dance in the rain and sing RENT at the top of my lungs for the sheer joy of doing it. I wanted to wonder about the angsty way I used to wander through my writing; about my desire to be a.. well, a more active activist, to live like everything is a poem, even if I haven't been able to write a poem in a very long time.
I wanted to talk about how I've become so much stronger than I used to be, and a little less in touch with my emotions. About how I can still love so many without missing any of them. About how wonderful it is to meet new people and genuinely like them. About old relationships that have finally, finally stopped hurting. About how I can say 'I can live without you' and know the only difference is whether I want to or not.
About how I can think back, six months, a year ago, and know how depressed I was, and again how I feel so much better about myself inside.
I've also lost five pounds.
It's been a good weekend.
Also, maybe some of you will find this funny.
I've kind of adopted a sweet little calico cat that technically belongs to my neighbor, but you know, I feed her myself, because her owner doesn't take good care of her at all. I've even named her. Fable. The only reason for that is because that was the game I was playing at the time. Anyway, she's also had two litters of absolutely adorable kittens, one of which is trying to love me more than her mother does. So, today, Dad and I were going to do laundry, and Dad noticed three cats in our driveway. Since we didn't want to run them over, he sent me out to chase them into sight, so we wouldn't have any accidents.
So, to my annoyance, I realized Fable was in complete and total heat, and that the two other cats were probably male. I stalked over there and yelled, "Our driveway is not your whorehouse!" and they ran away. However, I almost killed my father with laughter. All I have to say to that is 'Meh.'