I forgot to mention - 2 days after his capture, my little mouse died - or rather, that's when I found him dead. He hadn't come out of his little house in a while, so I decided to move it... when I did, he didn't. I threw him out back near the pond, and by the next day, something had come by & taken him.
Sorry, mouse, I tried...
GRJ's b/f has a show in town here tonight & I told her I'd go, but I'm not really looking forward to it. Well, part of me is - I've been drinking all week, and it still sounds good. There's a certain feel to drinking, for me, when I'm not feeling at my best. I guess the best analogy I can come up with, would be to imagine you're trying to go to sleep in a perfectly quiet house, but there's a clock, tick-tick-tick-ticking away - very distracting and even anger-inducing! Now, imagine you got up & turned on a fan - the white noise, while a bit louder, has masked the annoying tick-tock of the clock, and left you to fall asleep in peace. That's kind of what this week has felt like for me. I needed a break from structure, from working out, from watching my diet... I also needed a break from living in solitude. I spend all day in a secluded office with one other person who's almost never there. I go home, and spend my evenings alone.The only socializing I get is going out to bars, and while that really isn't my idea of fun, sometimes it's better than the alternative of staying home & going stir-crazy.
Shit, I have to go... I hope tonight is at least a little fun.
4:51 p.m. - 2009-03-27
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