What do you want?I want so much.
I want to be loved unconditionally.
I want to stop hurting.
I want to be single.
I want to have a partner.
I want my kitty to live forever.
I want to have sex at least once a day.
I want to be a great glassblower.
I want to be rich enough to be a perpetual student.
I want to not have a day job.
I want to be happy.
[Sigh.] It’s been a rough past week (even though I had an extremely fun weekend). I’ve been in a rather craptastic mood and I can’t make it go away. I feel so used and abused. Dave came back from the Appalachian Trail and expects to have some sort of relationship with me. Um, no. I just can’t do that. I am trying to learn how to be selfish. I think I’m getting better at it for sure. I don’t need him in my life in any capacity whatsoever, and I don’t want him in my life.
I currently don’t have any crushes. That’s a first for me. This may be my first crush-free period of my life since I was five. My first crush was Clinton in Ms. Deitz’s first grade class. I would race him to see who could finish the math tests first in the class (yes, I’ve been a nerd since 1982). I’m always crushing on at least one person. You know what, I don’t even like Jeffrey Brown anymore. Crazy, huh? Or the girl who walks her dog in Friendship every morning. Hott. Which isn’t the worst thing I suppose since I’m certainly not ready to be dating anyone seriously anyway.
If you’d like me to start crushing on you to fill my crush void, let me know and I’ll put you at the top of my list.
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