She is buried there with wrong
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rachg821. I'm still enjoying this whole drowning-everyone-in-music/tidal wave o' recs concept, so--check it:
Yes, I'm still riding high on my Floetry Lovegasm. I also recommend Let Me In, which is totes another season 6-centric B/B song if you ask me. (Bones on the braaaaaiiiiiin).
2. While I'm sharing links, I had to shine a light on this MTV True Life episode on ASDs. Jeremy typing out his feelings after fifteen years of silence & Jonathan wanting to be a "normal teenager"? I WEPT.
3. Speaking of ASDs, who saw Parenthood this week? THE BUG PARTY. Hahahahaha. "Just cheese!" I was dying. Not to mention, "one perfect kid"? C'mon! My heart can only take so much. With his happy little face? Interrupting Amazing Andy every 2.5 seconds? Maaaaaaax. I love you forever & ever. (it helps too that the rest of the episode was fantabulous as well. Seriously, THIS SHOW. I just love it. Julia's ass! Making love to dough! Heeeee.)
Btw, for those who'd like to watch it now & haven't yet? I'm here for you.
4. Dear Southland, keep kickin' ass. It suits you. Love, me. (there's really nothing else to be said. IT JUST KICKS ASS.)
5. Is there a petition I can sign somewhere requesting that Ron's ex-wife return more often on Parks & Rec? Good God, I love her. And, while I'm on the subject of Thursday night comedies, the fact that Pierce saw a little man while high on pain killers? I believe it. I remember once my mom told me she'd hallucinated a tiny man on my sister's shoulder talking to her, so…yeah. 'NUFF SAID. (P.S. I heart Troy so hard for turning down that hot librarian after she called Abed "weird". I basically ship Troy/Abed at this point, ngl.)
6. I suppose I should try to talk about me too, huh? If it's not obvious already, I'm kind of trying to NOT think about me. I'm a bit exhausted by it all. I just want to be okay, and if I'm not, I want to ignore it. You know?
I feel bad that I'm not eating more. I'd only had turkey & cheese with crackers yesterday, so I did get myself to eat a peanut butter sandwich late last night, but that's still pretty crappy. I just didn't want to leave my apartment (and, if I'm honest, didn't want to gain weight). It was one of those days.
I did leave today, but only once. Consequently, I only ate once. I don't want to cook. I don't want to do my dishes. I don't want to go to the store.
I'm just…meh. I haven't been taking walks. I haven't been going to ACA meetings. I haven't been looking for work. I'm not even writing much for my fic so far, even though I am still adding to my outline for it (which is good). It's all just a big struggle.
Sleeping is still taking up a lot of my time. I feel extremely exhausted.
Things are just bottled up & I'm tired of feeling them. I'm tired of everything. I want a break.
I'm trying though. Hence the efforts at distracting myself in little ways. The attempts to laugh, to seek out interests, to connect. I don't want to just fade away.
So, yeah. Hanging in there--it's what I do. I was supposed to take a walk last week with an old coworker of mine, but she & her baby got sick. She emailed me and said we could go this week, but I took a few days to respond & now she's doing the same thing as well. So, I don't know. We'll see. I just really need human contact right now, I think. I feel very isolated, and I'm not particularly good at reaching out on my own, unfortunately.
I'm gonna be wild & crazy and end this list on a #6 for once (I usually do lists of five or ten items), which I could explain away to my obsessive brain as something I'm doing due to six being one of my favorite numbers, but which instead I'll do as a way of forcing myself to be spontaneous for once. WELCOME TO MY BRAIN. IT'S WEIRD.
(note: I would not be able to put my Vid of the Day as #7 though, because I hate the number seven. Ha. Seriously. It gives me uncomfortable feelings. Much like the idea of touching a wild mushroom or adult feet.)
ANYWAY.
For my Vid of the Day, I can't embed the video (DAMN YOU, YOUTUBE), but I highly recommend clicking the link anyway. For anyone who wanted to know what it was like to hang out in person with me during one of my '80s movie nights with Amy last year? This is what it was like.<---i.e. non-stop mocking/over-analyzing/occasional singing. Heh. That being said--this vidder turns it into an artform. "Mullet with headliggghhhts!" HA.
Yes, I'm still riding high on my Floetry Lovegasm. I also recommend Let Me In, which is totes another season 6-centric B/B song if you ask me. (Bones on the braaaaaiiiiiin).
2. While I'm sharing links, I had to shine a light on this MTV True Life episode on ASDs. Jeremy typing out his feelings after fifteen years of silence & Jonathan wanting to be a "normal teenager"? I WEPT.
3. Speaking of ASDs, who saw Parenthood this week? THE BUG PARTY. Hahahahaha. "Just cheese!" I was dying. Not to mention, "one perfect kid"? C'mon! My heart can only take so much. With his happy little face? Interrupting Amazing Andy every 2.5 seconds? Maaaaaaax. I love you forever & ever. (it helps too that the rest of the episode was fantabulous as well. Seriously, THIS SHOW. I just love it. Julia's ass! Making love to dough! Heeeee.)
Btw, for those who'd like to watch it now & haven't yet? I'm here for you.
4. Dear Southland, keep kickin' ass. It suits you. Love, me. (there's really nothing else to be said. IT JUST KICKS ASS.)
5. Is there a petition I can sign somewhere requesting that Ron's ex-wife return more often on Parks & Rec? Good God, I love her. And, while I'm on the subject of Thursday night comedies, the fact that Pierce saw a little man while high on pain killers? I believe it. I remember once my mom told me she'd hallucinated a tiny man on my sister's shoulder talking to her, so…yeah. 'NUFF SAID. (P.S. I heart Troy so hard for turning down that hot librarian after she called Abed "weird". I basically ship Troy/Abed at this point, ngl.)
6. I suppose I should try to talk about me too, huh? If it's not obvious already, I'm kind of trying to NOT think about me. I'm a bit exhausted by it all. I just want to be okay, and if I'm not, I want to ignore it. You know?
I feel bad that I'm not eating more. I'd only had turkey & cheese with crackers yesterday, so I did get myself to eat a peanut butter sandwich late last night, but that's still pretty crappy. I just didn't want to leave my apartment (and, if I'm honest, didn't want to gain weight). It was one of those days.
I did leave today, but only once. Consequently, I only ate once. I don't want to cook. I don't want to do my dishes. I don't want to go to the store.
I'm just…meh. I haven't been taking walks. I haven't been going to ACA meetings. I haven't been looking for work. I'm not even writing much for my fic so far, even though I am still adding to my outline for it (which is good). It's all just a big struggle.
Sleeping is still taking up a lot of my time. I feel extremely exhausted.
Things are just bottled up & I'm tired of feeling them. I'm tired of everything. I want a break.
I'm trying though. Hence the efforts at distracting myself in little ways. The attempts to laugh, to seek out interests, to connect. I don't want to just fade away.
So, yeah. Hanging in there--it's what I do. I was supposed to take a walk last week with an old coworker of mine, but she & her baby got sick. She emailed me and said we could go this week, but I took a few days to respond & now she's doing the same thing as well. So, I don't know. We'll see. I just really need human contact right now, I think. I feel very isolated, and I'm not particularly good at reaching out on my own, unfortunately.
I'm gonna be wild & crazy and end this list on a #6 for once (I usually do lists of five or ten items), which I could explain away to my obsessive brain as something I'm doing due to six being one of my favorite numbers, but which instead I'll do as a way of forcing myself to be spontaneous for once. WELCOME TO MY BRAIN. IT'S WEIRD.
(note: I would not be able to put my Vid of the Day as #7 though, because I hate the number seven. Ha. Seriously. It gives me uncomfortable feelings. Much like the idea of touching a wild mushroom or adult feet.)
ANYWAY.
For my Vid of the Day, I can't embed the video (DAMN YOU, YOUTUBE), but I highly recommend clicking the link anyway. For anyone who wanted to know what it was like to hang out in person with me during one of my '80s movie nights with Amy last year? This is what it was like.<---i.e. non-stop mocking/over-analyzing/occasional singing. Heh. That being said--this vidder turns it into an artform. "Mullet with headliggghhhts!" HA.
