i love him

if you freak out at someone enough times, they start to expect it. like a dog that was abused, and even when you are so sweet they still flinch. i am not a person who doesn't let things affect them, and i wish to god that i were. when is it too much? when have you said too many of the bad things and not enough of the good, until the person that you love learns to expect it and starts to hold that part of them that you love the most inside where you can't critisize it?

bicycle! bicycle!

new bike! aaaauuuggghhh! i was so excited i did a little dance in my living room. and then i took a deep breath, opened the box, and did another little dance. she's absolutely beautiful (if a little rusted and in pieces). hopefully soon i will learn more about these things you call "computers" and i will post pictures of my shiny angel and i. keep your eyes open for me flying past you with the wind in my hair (and the bugs in my teeth).

bigger and better things

today i am going to interview for another job, if you can call it an interview. i know the guy's name i need to talk to, and i dressed real nice, so it feels that way. i'm also doing the dreaded apartment hunt, calling every ad in every paper i can find in the desperate search for a place that feels like home. watch out world, in two months, i'm a whole new woman.