i have my dad over for dinner on the last friday of each month. he often brings a book and we sit reading or chatting on the front balcony, or he watches the football game and tells me all about the players. he just likes my company, i like having him around too. he's pretty easy to entertain. this evening i showed him a new work website, which lead to us looking one thing, then another up on wikipedia. we probably spent at least an hour doing that, then we spent another while watching videos on youtube. i found it funny that my dad also had the same love of wikipedia and genernal knowledge/useless facts that i have. it's clear where i get that from.
i especially appreciated his company this evening after spending an intensely lonely day at work. well, lonely might not be the right word, but definitely "alone" is accurate. i've felt disconnected from people for days. everyone seems really busy and i have no means of connecting with people. i understand and appreciate everyone elses busy lives, i've just felt at loose-ends and isolated with little i could do to change it. even after work my dad was a hour and a half later arriving than i was expecting and i had no idea how to get a hold of him. it's just a weird feeling.
i do stupid things when i'm lonely or lacking connection. if i'd been able to think of a stupid thing to do, and was somehow able to justify it, i'm sure i would've done it. i seriously tried to come up with something, but found nothing i could justify or particularly wanted to do.
i banged my forehead on the corner of my new bedside table as i slept a couple nights ago. it didn't leave a mark though. i bruise very easily – like a peach – except on my face. it has to be a serious collision before my face goes discoloured.
i'm obsessed with reeses peanut butter cups this week.
it's so cold out. it reminded me of peru when i got up this morning.
i've been hitting my snooze button for an hour each morning for the last few weeks. i've gotten really good at getting ready for work very quickly.
the changing of the guard will take place on january 1st.
my back is sore.
i'm sick of the middle of the alphabet.
i'm just downloading the contents of my brain. that's what happens when i don't have people to talk to. i figured i might as well utilize this blog fully. although, i've had it up to HERE with me, i really want to listen. frig, if anyone wants to write to me about their day i'd really love it. i have this outlet to ramble on, but it doesn't talk back to me.
i've got two tickets to iron maiden baby,
come with me friday – don't say maybe.
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I have the same face-bruise phenonmenon. Hands, too. Those bruises, if they happen, clear up really fast. I wonder why it is...
Fiona nearly gave me a collision by kicking the backdoor so it slammed off my skull. Got a small lump and bruise on my forehead. I even iced it, it hurt so bad. dumb dog.
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