I've blown my headgasket so I had to borrow her old car til I can fix mine on the weekend. I have her keys here and they have a little cat on them and a heart with a little blue gem in the corner.
I miss my mum =( ...
[15 Jan 2007|11:13pm]
Gymnastics/Tricking is just about my favourite thing to do these days.
I just uploaded a copy of my segment from the Guinness World Record show onto the androgen website if anyone wanted to see it but missed it when it was on TV. Just head to the Androgen website and go to the movies page.
My phone is broken ... and the dodgy replacement I have for the time being has so few screen colours, it makes me want to cry. It also doesn't have many numbers in it, so sorry if I haven't messaged anyone I was supposed to. On the plus side, I've been waiting this phone out for a good while now waiting for it to break and give me a valid reason to buy some new technology ... so by the time I get home tomorrow, I'll have more on screen colours than ever before.
Oh ... and it's new hair time ... thank god for that.
I need to track down some white, silver or grey hair extension hair by this weekend so I can do something different when I get it redone on Tuesday. Does anyone know where I should start?
I do not feel at all good inside my head right now. I'm having a horrible anxiety freakout featuring major insecurity. My front mind is trying to calm my back mind down and tell it rational things, but my back mind wants to be sick and scream and have a breakdown. This is horribly unpleasant. I'm going to try and sleep it off.
I'm about 8 hours out from newyears and I have no idea what to do. Current plan was supposed to be heading into the valley and seeing who I could find. Yeah ... rock on. I have a feeling I'm going to spend the bulk of that night sitting on the ground in the middle of the mall with a red-eye fending off cockheads. A majority of my friends all have their own plans and I didn't quite rate a mention in any of them. A lot of people will be at the Depot, but I don't especially feeling like running up and tagging myself onto someone elses new years. Faith/Lovecats is on ... but then I don't know who will be there, and again, that smacks of sitting by myself on a bannister waiting for something to happen. I've been invited to a party and would fairly like to go, but it's a party full of people I don't know and I would be there without a real base.
I don't know what to do ... best option right now sounds like heading to bed at 8pm ... waking up tomorrow and convincing myself I didn't miss anything.
I'm trying to be smart. I'm trying to be patient and not make the same mistakes I keep making. Don't think so much and don't stress about things and don't emphasise. Read things once and then not again. They probably thought what you first thought they did anyway. Don't think so much.
I want to tell you about my friend the Dwarf Star. The first time I met him, he said he was a Dwarf Star because he was small and he was famous. The second time I met him he said I could never be a Dwarf Star, because I was too tall, and I wasn't famous. The third ... the second time I mean, that I went to see him, he was not in a very good mood. He said "Stop coming around here!". The last time that I went to see him, he had passed away.
My journal is becoming awfully hard to work. I don't really know what to write here, which I suppose is a consequence of my life slowing down a bit. I'm having a bit of a friend rotation at the moment. You know when you see giant pre-programmed mixing decks and they change presets and all the sliders move up and down at different rates until they arrive at their next spot ... that's what my various friendships/interpersonal relationships feel like at the moment. They were all kind of the same with some minor ups and downs for a few months, and now someone hit the button and everything is being adjusted all at once. It's kind of hard to keep up with. But I mean, they pre-program these things ... it's not just random, so I guess it's all supposed to be at the settings they're headed to, and I have nothing to worry about.
Do you find the mucus in your nasal passage makes breathing a chore? Well then, perhaps you don't deserve to breathe at all. Mucus is a living thing you know. It has a certain degree of intelligence. Beetles know this.
