Wednesday, 5 October 2011
Gratitude Day #15
Mood: Satisfied
Listening To: Apocalyptica - End of Me
Word of the Day: Asshat
Asshat is now the word of the day. Because I know several, and Layne just asked me the origin of the word. After this post, I am going to enjoy my coffee. :)
Gratitude
1. Layne the amazing cook, who even though she refuses to admit it...when she "messes up" dinner, it's still the best.
2. Growing up in a fast paced time of innovation and creativity. As messed up as the world is, it's still amazing to think of all the things that I've seen come to be over the last 4 decades.
3. Days off. Even though I don't feel much rested. It was nice being able to spend the day at home with the ones I love.
Listening To: Apocalyptica - End of Me
Word of the Day: Asshat
Asshat is now the word of the day. Because I know several, and Layne just asked me the origin of the word. After this post, I am going to enjoy my coffee. :)
Gratitude
1. Layne the amazing cook, who even though she refuses to admit it...when she "messes up" dinner, it's still the best.
2. Growing up in a fast paced time of innovation and creativity. As messed up as the world is, it's still amazing to think of all the things that I've seen come to be over the last 4 decades.
3. Days off. Even though I don't feel much rested. It was nice being able to spend the day at home with the ones I love.
Is it Wrong?
Mood: Demented
Listening To: The Tea Party - Heaven Coming Down
Word of the Day: Disgusting
Is it wrong to have the thought that your dead mother is making the soup orders for the grocery store? I went to get cream of chicken soup...in big cans. Did they have big cans? No, but they had 6 varieties of Clam Chowder. I hate Clam Chowder. But mom? She loved clam chowder.
Listening To: The Tea Party - Heaven Coming Down
Word of the Day: Disgusting
Is it wrong to have the thought that your dead mother is making the soup orders for the grocery store? I went to get cream of chicken soup...in big cans. Did they have big cans? No, but they had 6 varieties of Clam Chowder. I hate Clam Chowder. But mom? She loved clam chowder.
Ok Universe, what are you trying to tell me?
Mood: Perplexed
Listening To: A Lawnmower
Word of the Day: Ugh
I'm going to have a stress blowing moment, so bear with me.
I'm not exactly sure what point the universe is trying to teach me, but I wish it would stop. That is what I'm sending out to the universe. Please Stop driving me insane.
Lately it seems that for every 30 seconds of happiness, I'm plagued with about 2 hours of misery. So, if I'm happy for a whole day, you can imagine how much misery I get slapped with. Is this just me being paranoid? I wish. Every single time something good happens to me, negativity rains down afterwards.
I've been under so much pressure lately that some days I just feel like I want to explode. I know that I can't though, so I don't. I've let some of the steam off whenever I can, but no full blown explosions.
So the other day, I go and get my tire fixed. I get it back on the car, and think everything is great. I'm happy. Well, yesterday, the tire was practically flat again. Not as fixed as I thought it was now was it. I don't let it get me down, I make a plan on how/when I'm going to deal with it. So, I go this morning to deal with it, and the tire place is closed for the day. No reason why, just an apology. Ok, fine, I'll keep putting air in it, and hope it doesn't get more wrecked than it already is.
Bear has been helping me look for tires for the past hour. He found some really awesome deals. I say to him, ok, I'm going to email this guy. I try to log into Kijijii and get an error message.
So Universe, what are you trying to tell me? That I'm not allowed to be happy? That I'm not allowed to have the things I need in order to survive? Please tell me.
Yours truly,
Jake
Listening To: A Lawnmower
Word of the Day: Ugh
I'm going to have a stress blowing moment, so bear with me.
I'm not exactly sure what point the universe is trying to teach me, but I wish it would stop. That is what I'm sending out to the universe. Please Stop driving me insane.
Lately it seems that for every 30 seconds of happiness, I'm plagued with about 2 hours of misery. So, if I'm happy for a whole day, you can imagine how much misery I get slapped with. Is this just me being paranoid? I wish. Every single time something good happens to me, negativity rains down afterwards.
I've been under so much pressure lately that some days I just feel like I want to explode. I know that I can't though, so I don't. I've let some of the steam off whenever I can, but no full blown explosions.
So the other day, I go and get my tire fixed. I get it back on the car, and think everything is great. I'm happy. Well, yesterday, the tire was practically flat again. Not as fixed as I thought it was now was it. I don't let it get me down, I make a plan on how/when I'm going to deal with it. So, I go this morning to deal with it, and the tire place is closed for the day. No reason why, just an apology. Ok, fine, I'll keep putting air in it, and hope it doesn't get more wrecked than it already is.
Bear has been helping me look for tires for the past hour. He found some really awesome deals. I say to him, ok, I'm going to email this guy. I try to log into Kijijii and get an error message.
So Universe, what are you trying to tell me? That I'm not allowed to be happy? That I'm not allowed to have the things I need in order to survive? Please tell me.
Yours truly,
Jake
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