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When you are wonderful
Jul. 3rd, 2006 10:45 pm( meme )
We got my dad an iPod speaker system for Father's Day. He liked it. On the card's envelope, I put:
My dearest darlingest (Momsie and) Popsicle... (in purple cursive with flowers dotting the i's)
My dear Father... (in black print)
My dad is clueless on Wicked but I was amused.
It's totally 2AM now instead of 10:45 like when I started this entry. I left it open while I watched Batman Begins (killer movie) because I thought I had something else to day, but I guess I don't really.
I don't know. There were some things I was thinking slash worrying about a little, but I think I'm okay about them now. Really okay, not just "what, really, are my other options" okay. I think someimes I sell myself short in my relationships with other people, and sometimes I read and think too much into things. That and I am silent as the grave unless fiercely prodded. I'm working on all of those things. I did promise myself I would be braver.
That and it's partly that I'm lacking cuddles. After intense doses I tend to run down a little without them. Then I kind of write them out of my life during the drought to survive and when I get another dose I'm incredulous at what I was missing. Save me from self-isolation and people with bubbles.
I haven't used this icon in awhile. Says something, don't it? I think it's fitting at this moment though.
Tomorrow I go back to camp so communications will be few and far between again--unless I get off my ass and try this voicepost thing out. Take care, everyone. Love to all. :)
We got my dad an iPod speaker system for Father's Day. He liked it. On the card's envelope, I put:
My dearest darlingest (Momsie and) Popsicle... (in purple cursive with flowers dotting the i's)
My dear Father... (in black print)
My dad is clueless on Wicked but I was amused.
It's totally 2AM now instead of 10:45 like when I started this entry. I left it open while I watched Batman Begins (killer movie) because I thought I had something else to day, but I guess I don't really.
I don't know. There were some things I was thinking slash worrying about a little, but I think I'm okay about them now. Really okay, not just "what, really, are my other options" okay. I think someimes I sell myself short in my relationships with other people, and sometimes I read and think too much into things. That and I am silent as the grave unless fiercely prodded. I'm working on all of those things. I did promise myself I would be braver.
That and it's partly that I'm lacking cuddles. After intense doses I tend to run down a little without them. Then I kind of write them out of my life during the drought to survive and when I get another dose I'm incredulous at what I was missing. Save me from self-isolation and people with bubbles.
I haven't used this icon in awhile. Says something, don't it? I think it's fitting at this moment though.
Tomorrow I go back to camp so communications will be few and far between again--unless I get off my ass and try this voicepost thing out. Take care, everyone. Love to all. :)
