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3.29.00

This was another one of those *want to run screaming from the building* days. I've been having those way too often these last couple weeks... it's the job I guess. That's why I like being a temp -- as soon as I get burnt out on one job it's time for another (sowhydon'tyouhurryupandgetridofmealready!)
No, I'm not going to get into whether I think I have a fear of commitment towards work or life or whatever.

I'm young, deal with it.

I'm also capable of listening to the same song or two over and over and over and over and over and over.

3.28.00

s: Is this like being out with a five year-old?
D: No, I've been with five year-olds.
s: Oh, a five year-old with dating issues then?

I showed off my Pokemon collection.
I wanted desert before dinner.
I must draw when crayons are available.

I guess it's just like enjoying childhood with the ability of an adult. The budget's bigger. I bought neon band-aids today!

I had the idea a while back for a cinnamon toast party, based off of the happy goodness of cinnamon toast and chocolate milk. The idea grew a little from there in my head:

More kid-like foods. I make good grilled cheese sandwiches.
Fun things like coloring books and lots of coloring supplies, for my art-school friends. Crayons a must.
Maybe everyone should bring their favorite toys.

In another story, I met my boyfriend over chocolate milk.

3.27.00

Too busy living my life to write about it. (by request of Selina)

But really, I need to write about it -- to calm my life down and figure out what's really going on and to remember what the big deal was a month or ten from now.

Okay, what I really need is something to take the thoughts directly out of my head and broadcast them to the world since I still have trouble putting things into a tangible medium. I'm not sure how I'd feel about that kind of openness, but at least it'd be honest.

3.21.00

I am being moody and distant, which is a selfish feeling for which I will have to take time for myself and ride it out. Which means, the people around me will probably need a lot of, "No, it's not you."

Really, it's not.

And even if it was you, it's still mine to figure out.

Well I kind of left off at new years, which seemed as good a time as any for a new phase of my life to begin, having just added a new cast of characters. Sometimes I feel like my life is absolutely crazy... sometimes I forget that Seattle lets my crazy life feel normal.

2.22.00

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