Come and join us for
"These Are Not Paintings"
at The Craftsman (AKA: First To Market)
This Friday, April 24th
From 7pm to 11pm
Drinks $2 off
399 South 1st Street in Downtown
On the corner of South 1st and San Salvador
Monday, April 20, 2015
Thursday, April 9, 2015
Crying for nothing...
My back hurts and my feet are cold and I'm crying about nothing and I'm upset with myself for not doing anything and it's only 10:43 am. I'm watching things on TV I don't even like and caring about what happens. I should not care what happens on any TV show, ever.
So, as usual the gigantic "To Do" list hangs over my head along with the "Things We Need" list that costs money I don't have and my back is fucked up and my throat hurts and I apparently just want to complain right now...
I need to get up off this chair and not sit all day staring at screens. I'm not getting paid to do so. Why am I putting my self through this if I don't even have to. I could be at a museum, or gardening, or even just sitting outside. I need to get it together. At least make a list of this shit that needs to happen today and then figure out what's left.
15-20 minutes later...
Rar! And I'm eating chocolate. Because.
This fucking roller coaster is retarded. I can't control what my body and mind are feeling. Last night I apologized so many times to my husband for being a snappy bitch. I was so short and aggressive.
About 2 hours later....
I don't know if that nap helped or not, but now I would really like to accomplish something.
well, not what I was hoping for but here's my post anyway.
RAR!
So, as usual the gigantic "To Do" list hangs over my head along with the "Things We Need" list that costs money I don't have and my back is fucked up and my throat hurts and I apparently just want to complain right now...
I need to get up off this chair and not sit all day staring at screens. I'm not getting paid to do so. Why am I putting my self through this if I don't even have to. I could be at a museum, or gardening, or even just sitting outside. I need to get it together. At least make a list of this shit that needs to happen today and then figure out what's left.
15-20 minutes later...
Rar! And I'm eating chocolate. Because.
This fucking roller coaster is retarded. I can't control what my body and mind are feeling. Last night I apologized so many times to my husband for being a snappy bitch. I was so short and aggressive.
About 2 hours later....
I don't know if that nap helped or not, but now I would really like to accomplish something.
well, not what I was hoping for but here's my post anyway.
RAR!
Wednesday, April 8, 2015
Yeah for chemical imbalance making me ridiculous...
So, maybe everyone doesn't understand what it means when I say that I have no choice but to cry sometimes. It's an interesting feeling when the chemicals in your body make things happen without your consent. Especially when it's crying. Always fun to start crying for no reason in front of people that you weren't planning on sharing with.
Luckily for me, I'm pretty open so I can get over it most times, but it's still annoying over all.
I'm supposed to pick up my husband in a few and meet with some friends in public, drink and hang out for a it. No problem, except I am losing it a bit.
All I know is that all of a sudden I've decided to have a baby and I don't know why! That's how bad it is and yet, I will be smoking and drinking this evening anyway. More if anything due to the stress of the idea.
It's a fucking scary idea but one that apparently works out better with less thought. The more you think about it, the scarier it gets and then it becomes a thing as a pose to, "oh, hey, we're doing this! Sweet"
Well, anywho, having a baby shouldn't be dwelled upon and females with chemical imbalances happen and that seems to be my point here.
Damn it, i am going to have to stop smoking and drinking! Well, not tonight at least. And life is still fun without that shit, right?
Ah, fuck, all I know is that I want to smoke one more and if I don't I have more of a chance of getting lucky. That's when you know it's an addiction. When you might choose it over sex. That is a problem.
Rar!
and good night.
Luckily for me, I'm pretty open so I can get over it most times, but it's still annoying over all.
I'm supposed to pick up my husband in a few and meet with some friends in public, drink and hang out for a it. No problem, except I am losing it a bit.
All I know is that all of a sudden I've decided to have a baby and I don't know why! That's how bad it is and yet, I will be smoking and drinking this evening anyway. More if anything due to the stress of the idea.
It's a fucking scary idea but one that apparently works out better with less thought. The more you think about it, the scarier it gets and then it becomes a thing as a pose to, "oh, hey, we're doing this! Sweet"
Well, anywho, having a baby shouldn't be dwelled upon and females with chemical imbalances happen and that seems to be my point here.
Damn it, i am going to have to stop smoking and drinking! Well, not tonight at least. And life is still fun without that shit, right?
Ah, fuck, all I know is that I want to smoke one more and if I don't I have more of a chance of getting lucky. That's when you know it's an addiction. When you might choose it over sex. That is a problem.
Rar!
and good night.
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