Lonely..

[Un]Happy Birthday to me..

Thanks to those who remembered, I appreciate it. I'm going to celebrate by going to bed once I get home, and then getting up again tomorrow for another 13 hour workday.

Besides, theres not much joy in a birthday when the only thing you want, you know you can't have.

But things could be worse, I've survived another year. Goodbye everyone.

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The tick tock of the clock is painful

all sane and logical

I wanna tear it off the wall.

Two days in a row. Two contacts with police in a row.
Not the funnest weekend (If you thought "most fun," you can go to hell and die).

I'm starting to shut people out. People I care about... but it seems like the closer I try to hold them the more they hurt me. Its the hedgehog's dilemma.

I think when i graduate, after I serve in peace corps, I want to work on a cruise boat for awhile - do something mundane... be a waiter or a busboy. But spend a few years out at sea... I would love that. I miss water... I haven't seen the ocan since I went with her.

Sigh... i'm wincing a little thinking back to that. Such an awesome day, but at the same time it hurts. I think part of my problem is I can't let myself enjoy things without finding some fault in them.... at least that'll make me one hell of a lawyer one day, right? :)

I think I'm gonna hit the sack.. I get to go to the golf tourney tomorrow, fun fun.

Do yourself and everyone else a favor, and just do something randomly nice for someone... pick a flower and give it to them, give them a random hug, take them to lunch. Do something nice... it can mean the world to people when they're down, and more.

Workaholic

Now I know why I work way more than I should... when I work constantly, and always have something to be doing, I don't think about my emotions. Simple as that.I can't feel anything if i don't have time.

Anyhoo i have to pull laundry out of the dryer so I have something to wear post-shower.