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So I've had this journal for quite some time now. I had another one before this one. But I think I'm finally in the journal groove now, because when things happen part of my brain thinks "oh I can livejournal this."
For example I woke up this morning from a dream that left me a little disoriented and disturbed and thought, "hm, this would be interesting to livejournal."
Then, this afternoon, I went to the supermarket. I haven't been in the supermarket in months. I get my groceries delivered, thanks. Except today, I felt like being spontaneous and the trolley is running so it was actually possible for me to go. Even though I hate the supermarket anyway. And the whole time I was there I was like, "hm, this wouldn't be bad to livejournal."
Then SOMETHING HAPPENED at the supermarket, and I was like, screw everything else that happened, I'm livejournalling THIS ONE.
Then I went to work tonight and was like, you know, this is worth livejournalling.
LOL. I have a lot to say, but of course now that my day is totally over I'm just exhausted, and that includes my journalling skills as well. I don't think I can pull of such a clever and well put together entry as I had been planning to.
No matter. Pick your poison:
( My dream )
And I was like, "damn, I'm livejournalling that dream. Who else has dreams like that?" So, yeah. My body plays trick on me even when it's just my dream-body, I guess, and leaves me waking up all kinds of disoriented.
( The supermarket )
I told you I hate the supermarket. I knew one day I would livejournal my supermarket issues. In fact I should do it every single time I go. Just to prove that it's always miserable. Every. Single. Time.
( THE OTHER THING )
I am very bad at distinguishing the difference between flirting and friendliness. I have identified this as a problem and am making an effort to alter this. Erica was not flirting with me. She was merely being friendly, and friendly is good, because I need friends.
( My job )
And that's really all there is to it, folks, I've now gotten all of my saved up inner monologuing out of my system. Ain't it great?
For example I woke up this morning from a dream that left me a little disoriented and disturbed and thought, "hm, this would be interesting to livejournal."
Then, this afternoon, I went to the supermarket. I haven't been in the supermarket in months. I get my groceries delivered, thanks. Except today, I felt like being spontaneous and the trolley is running so it was actually possible for me to go. Even though I hate the supermarket anyway. And the whole time I was there I was like, "hm, this wouldn't be bad to livejournal."
Then SOMETHING HAPPENED at the supermarket, and I was like, screw everything else that happened, I'm livejournalling THIS ONE.
Then I went to work tonight and was like, you know, this is worth livejournalling.
LOL. I have a lot to say, but of course now that my day is totally over I'm just exhausted, and that includes my journalling skills as well. I don't think I can pull of such a clever and well put together entry as I had been planning to.
No matter. Pick your poison:
( My dream )
And I was like, "damn, I'm livejournalling that dream. Who else has dreams like that?" So, yeah. My body plays trick on me even when it's just my dream-body, I guess, and leaves me waking up all kinds of disoriented.
( The supermarket )
I told you I hate the supermarket. I knew one day I would livejournal my supermarket issues. In fact I should do it every single time I go. Just to prove that it's always miserable. Every. Single. Time.
( THE OTHER THING )
I am very bad at distinguishing the difference between flirting and friendliness. I have identified this as a problem and am making an effort to alter this. Erica was not flirting with me. She was merely being friendly, and friendly is good, because I need friends.
( My job )
And that's really all there is to it, folks, I've now gotten all of my saved up inner monologuing out of my system. Ain't it great?
