i’ve got love for you
if you were born in the eighties
the eigh-tees
i’ve got hugs for you
if you were born in the eighties
the eigh-tees
ahh, Internet. so we meet again.
This is what’s going on in my life: the new bird is absolutely awesome. it’s really chill and (so far) quieter than s&p, and panders for your attention in ways that are charming and not annoying. if i’m working on my laptop, it will fly down to my foot and climb up my leg and sit on my knee so i can rub its head. it’s basically a puppy with wings. that can talk. and doesn’t need you to walk it. so in summary, good decision; memorly++
i am not sleeping enough lately. responsibility has really been cramping my style and i’m not as good at eliminating fun things as good as i am eliminating sleep. but the responsibility is going to die down a bit and then everything will stabilize. theoretically.
oh Internet! i almost forgot; i made you a list!
things i need to do, and/or feel a need to do and thus will do soon:
- get a NC license with my new address
- buy a table and chairs for my dining area
- my $@!* taxes, holy crap
- get a new camera
- post pictures of the new bird (possibly dependent on the previous item)
- name bird (possibly dependent on the previous item)
- find a spanish class to enroll in and do so
- find a place to set up my desktop computer (buy a desk?)
- replace the air filter in my apartment
- go through my forwarded mail and give those people the correct address
- get caught up on work and my 194 side projects
(now that i’ve told the Internets, i actually have to do these things. for srs.)
that list should be longer, but that’s as far as i got while waiting outside francesca’s for a friend last night. when i wasn’t scribbling on a business card, i also noticed during that time the following (new) graffiti on the pole in front of the cafe:
your pupils are plants.
plants are living pupils.
i do not know what this means.
also, twice in the last two days have i been in the position of feeling like i was sitting in on a date between two strangers. and both times i was like, wow, people talk about really ridiculous shit to try to impress each other. like these people are interviewing each other for marital potential before getting to know each other as individuals, which makes me feel this week like a large percentage of my peer group is seriously pathetic.
i’m very tired this week, both physically and emotionally, but i honestly can’t recall a time that i was so happy with the state of my relationships and the trajectory of my personal development in general. work that we do is work that we do. i love you all.
i’ll do things for you
if you were born in the eigh-tees
yeah