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create_destiny ([personal profile] create_destiny) wrote2004-11-17 12:20 pm

Bland Update

I haven't posted in a while. When I'm afraid, depressed or just flat-out uninspired I mostly keep my mouth shut and my typing fingers to myself.

Nevertheless, here's a random update on my life:

I quit coffee. I felt like shit for several weeks and decided I needed a change. These days I'm drinking green tea and I'm feeling better. Better but also weird. I really miss coffee though. The ups were fabulous, but the downs were hell. Plus, I'll probably save myself $50 per month. The boys at Dutch Bros. will miss my tips, I'm sure.

My boyfriend and I are moving into a two bedroom house. His 40 lb. Australian Cattle dog is sure to eat one of my cats. When that happens I can be contacted at the local Mental Health facility and my ex-boyfriend can be found in a van, down by the river.

I'm uncertain about the long-term future. Where I'll live, what to do about school and the job that sucks vital life-energy from my soul. Oh, yeah, and the boyfriend, too. Marriage scares me.

[identity profile] ygolonac.livejournal.com 2004-11-18 11:15 am (UTC)(link)
At work yesterday we had a meeting with out new supervisor. Part of her getting-to-know you thing was to have everybody fill out a little survey that we then shared with the group. One of the questions was something like "What important thing have you learned in life?" and my response was "You mom is usually right." Heh.

I mention this because I agree with your mother here. I think you should go back to school also. I think the job you want is going to require a degree.

I am not sure what part of being married to me would scare you. I know you said you were afraid of a boring hum drum life but... everybody has to pay their bills, unless you want to become a Bonnie & Clyde type of couple. We can drive around the country robbing Starbucks and Jamba Juices.

[identity profile] dietcokehed.livejournal.com 2004-11-18 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
or in a van with four dirty punks spending the night in a Wal-Mart parking lot...