I don't see the point to this blog anymore. I no longer come on here and write anything and if I do it's only to vent and whine.
And recently anyway, I'm so disjointed nothing will make an ounce of sense anyway.
Why bother?
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
long overdue ramblings
Well hello world. I've neglected this poor blog, and probably, truthfully, I shouldn't.
Instead of blogging, I've been overburdening an internety/bloggy/facebooky friend, who really, has more than enough of her own issues to deal with. Thing is, I think perhaps because we are equally overthinkey...she manages to make sense to me. Unusual. And she's really good on analyzing the men. Excellent. For which I thank her profusely. Because I am SO not!
It's a busy world out there. I'm working a lot. I'm internet meeting men, but that's not going so fantastically, I don't think. I don't know. I met one in person yesterday, but he's now got a friend visiting from out of town, so I won't hear from him as much for the next couple days, so I'm not sure how that went. Well on his end.
Oh yeah, note that I'm a bit drunk. I'm helping a friend of mine with some empty wine bottles for some vino he's making. Um. Yeah. Helping as in drinking them til they're empty.
My house is a mess, I need a cleaning lady, I need a maid, I need someone to keep me organized. I am useless.
Work makes me wonder if I'm even remotely capable...I live in wonderment that I am actually in this job and that I'm trusted to do it. I'm amazed.
Photography has slowed incredibly. I've had no time. I'm exhausted.
And well. That's it pretty much. There's alot going on in my head, my self esteem is still taking a hit here and there, sadly related to men, and I'm trying to correct that. I know fully well that I don't need a man in my life, but dammit, I really do want one. My lonelies are hard to deal with.
Oh life. How it plays with me.
Instead of blogging, I've been overburdening an internety/bloggy/facebooky friend, who really, has more than enough of her own issues to deal with. Thing is, I think perhaps because we are equally overthinkey...she manages to make sense to me. Unusual. And she's really good on analyzing the men. Excellent. For which I thank her profusely. Because I am SO not!
It's a busy world out there. I'm working a lot. I'm internet meeting men, but that's not going so fantastically, I don't think. I don't know. I met one in person yesterday, but he's now got a friend visiting from out of town, so I won't hear from him as much for the next couple days, so I'm not sure how that went. Well on his end.
Oh yeah, note that I'm a bit drunk. I'm helping a friend of mine with some empty wine bottles for some vino he's making. Um. Yeah. Helping as in drinking them til they're empty.
My house is a mess, I need a cleaning lady, I need a maid, I need someone to keep me organized. I am useless.
Work makes me wonder if I'm even remotely capable...I live in wonderment that I am actually in this job and that I'm trusted to do it. I'm amazed.
Photography has slowed incredibly. I've had no time. I'm exhausted.
And well. That's it pretty much. There's alot going on in my head, my self esteem is still taking a hit here and there, sadly related to men, and I'm trying to correct that. I know fully well that I don't need a man in my life, but dammit, I really do want one. My lonelies are hard to deal with.
Oh life. How it plays with me.
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