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I get a little anxious about things because, like Clementine from Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, I sometimes feel like I’m not living my life to the fullest.
I want to rush my relationship because I feel like I have a limited about of time to secure him. But/and at the same time, if we’re both in it for the long haul, then we’re going to appreciate this time apart, getting to know each other later on down the line.
I feel like I should journal this but I rather enjoy thinking out-loud.
I’m home alone, stoned. Well, not really alone. I have my dogs. Always. I love my life. 😊
Tomorrow, I have the whole day off. Saturday morning breakfast with the family, which happens ever week, has been moved to Sunday morning this week, so I can turn off my alarm and sleep until I my body decided to wake up. I have a feeling that might be fairly early. Hm. I hope I sleep late. I have a feeling I might sleep all day and just get stoned and be naked, watching Army Wives. Maybe I’ll clean and be productive. I need to do laundry so I have something to wear to work Sunday.
I’m really fucking happy I’m not just one ethnicity. All you single-“race” people are fucking nuts with your hating of other cultures, ethnicities and nationalities.
You are an embarrassment to the planet and the human race and I’m appalled.
Sure. I’m a hypocrite. I’m intolerant of intolerance.[edited to add: A blanket statement that I know does not apply to everyone. Take it for what it is or disregard. This really is in response to some teenagers’ posts on tumblr that I read in the middle of the night last night while bored.]