Tag: mom
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Longing to Create Something in the World – Thoughts from April 12, 2004

Far from being happy about life, I sit. This sentiment has worn me down to a fine point. I hate the world and want it to bleed. I want to bleed. It’s only in typing these words that I realize I have not expressed the last sentence except to myself. Don’t worry. You can kill…
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Eye Twitching Holidays – Thoughts from November 17 to December 18, 2003

November 17, 2003 My system had a minor crash again. I had worked on a song (a sad song), and it suddenly wouldn’t let me logon to Windows. After much ado, it’s back, but I’ve been saving all my songs in multiple locations – which I should have done before, but at least I’m doing…
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My 2003 was the Worst – Thoughts from September 10 to November 5, 2003

September 10, 2003 Help … HELP! … HELP, God Damn it!!! (Future note: This is all I had to say on this day in big, bold letters and I meant it. It’s fairly obvious, but I will let you know these words pretty much sum up my 2003.) September 23, 2003 I CANNOT STAY AWAKE!!!…
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Wires to Nowhere – Thoughts from September 2, 2003

Good morning and welcome to life in the doldrums. I can barely keep myself awake. I’m working at the Assessor’s office. Working here is so dull (how dull is it?), (it’s so dull) I’m using my “boredom sucks” protest signs to hold open my eyelids. Even that last sentence shows how bored and tired I…
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Owning a House – Thoughts from July 23 to 25, 2003

July 23, 2003 After much drama and change, I am working at the Assessor’s office now. I should learn a great deal about owning property, etc., which will help in my NEW HOME! Yes, last last Saturday, we closed our loan. It should have been earlier, but there were several delays. It’s a good feeling,…
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Thoughts from July 6 and 10, 2002

07-06-02 I love my new PDA. It’s great! I’m done being stupid now. This entry is over. (Future note: This was my first thought written on my new PDA. For those of you who are old enough to know what “PDA” I’m referring to, you may have chuckled at this short entry. Even if you…
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Thoughts from August 14, 2001

And these things I say will be self-evident. If that were true, then my words really could hurt me. Words are powerful, words are great, words can heal, and birds can hate. And now sentences that make sense: My mom always told me not to say “hate.” You don’t hate a person you dislike them.…




