lightblub

i was crabby today. i knew last week when everything was shining-happy that it wasn't going to last. that's ok, its a part of life, but disappointing nonetheless.

i wish i was a better coper – that i coped better. i was in a bit of a panic today about living room. i'm sure it will go alright, but we still haven't come to any solid decisions on what topics to study and so on, and by this time last year that was decided. but alas, i'm sure its just compounded by my natural reaction to freak out. i like to be organized, it helps me cope better. so to calm myself down i wrote out a list. oh, i should interject here, partly why i was panicking is because i thought living room was starting in 4 weeks, but i was wrong its 5 weeks, that made a big difference. anyway, me and lists, we get along.

dave told me today that he saw a comic strip with a man wearing a t-shirt that said "i'm a lesbian trapped in a man's body" and we agreed it was less funny now that one of our co-workers is actually claiming that and is getting a sex change. oddly enough, that's so ironic that i find THAT funny.

today is joy and tim's 8th wedding anniversary. hard to imagine that it's been 8 years. looking at this picture, tim looks the most different. he's grown a goatee, he grew it so that he wouldn't look so young. he was 23, joy was 21 and i was 18.


sometimes i wish i was funnier.

i want to do is just sit here,
and write it all down and rest for a while.