Aaron and I have been together for 6 years now. Lovelovelove.
emulsion of work & living May 21, 2007
this past week was great.
i took wednesday off of work so that i could spend it with aaron. i slept in late, we got breakfast, went to the museum, to the movies, i scrubbed my bathroom and cleaned my house. it was a really great day. if i could have a week off in the middle of the week every week i don’t think i would ever complain again. thursday night i went out to claypit for jen biundo’s birthday. i met some new people, and more importantly, filled myself full of delicious indian seafood.
it’s been really hard to find a balance with work and a social life because i’m just so damned exhausted after work. not to mention finding time to exercise and take care of my house and personal projects. it’s mostly a matter of me needing to make a very concerted effort. i need to work more on things that matter to me outside of the 8-5 before i go mad. it’s hard to work 40 plus and try to finish school and get anywhere, but aaron and ron talked me down when i played with the idea of slowly moving out of my position.
friday night i went to jen brown’s bye-bye boobie party. she had boobie-shaped cupcakes, balloons, everything.
i was supposed to meet louisa after she got off of work at 8, but when i got there (by bus) she told me she wouldn’t be getting off until 11 at the earliest, but would meet me there. she never showed up since she didn’t have her ID on her, but the night was saved since i got to hang out with my new found friend crystal. she’s a dollface.
saturday i dropped in on my grandmother’s house and saw the ginormous house she lives in (3 stories!). we made lambchops, potatoes and corn on the cob together and ate it outside. she was adamant that i eat ice cream. and talked non-stop about how happy my brother was to get the afghan she made him (“purple and yellow! it’s what he wanted!”).
this week i will:
clean out my car
go to the gym often
call my mom
hunt for my future bike
get my sewing machine fixed
cute as dead April 5, 2007
i came home to find this drawing from aaron on the floor. he said i could have it. i love him. i love bear skulls.
do not steal this picture or i kill you and aaron kills you. or you give us money. then we don’t kill you.
oh, and i forgot to show everyone the picture an artist drew for us in exchange for a “trade” of a decorated change purse (cursive “bad motherfucker” and “forever starts now GIIIIRL”) that we threw organic substances (leaves, dirt) and change (nickels, pennies) into. what a bargain.
louisa & i = skeletor.
what am i? chopped liver? April 2, 2007
no one invited me for passover this year! i’m serious! i’m seriously upset! (i am, however, stocked up on matzos.) i will go to the gym and work out – i’ll represent my people at the gym.
also, for anyone who thinks i was being a heartless bitch, i did go ahead and call my dad that night to let him know that grandma was indeed out of the hospital and at home (right next door). i come from such high strung people, man.
this free movie thing is awesome. we watched spike lee’s when the levee broke yesterday. very good. highly depressing. i’ll get used to this new schedule. i still get aaron on monday and tuesday nights. plus, way more opportunities for girls night on fridays and saturdays, eh?
i am getting a bunny.
and i let it pass. March 31, 2007
dad calls me to tell me that he thinks grandma had a stroke and is in the hospital and could i call his sister leslie (since they don’t speak to eachother) and find out which hospital she’s in. i get this in a message. i call leslie immediately, and she, exhausted, tells me that grandma had a “mini-stroke” (sounds cute, don’t it?) but is okay and now at home. so i don’t call dad back. he lives next door to them for god’s sake. retarded. i feel guilty.
aaron quits his job at the flower company and is working at i love video where they’ve cleared my late fees and now give me free movies for life. his hours are at night, when i get home from work. it will take some getting used to. maybe i’ll actually get some work done. i miss him already. but it’ll be a fine change.
i can never get myself to sit down to complete my coursework, because there is always something more interesting to be doing. like anything else besides that. and i feel guilty.
i am not going to the family reunion. i’m not going because i don’t want to put up with the inevitable bullshit, and if it is at it’s best, spend a week with a bunch of strangers i’m related to. i feel guilty. they’ll write me out of their wills. blacklist me from their inheritance receiving.