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I Forget To Complain

14 December 2006

So I've been hiding out in my room, under my headphones, and in front of the computer. Work still sucks, but I don't really care anymore. I go to work, and I come home. I am suppose to be having a visitor sometime this week, but I'm too nervous to call. Yes, nervous. Never before was I nervous around or because of this person. I don't know why I am now. Probably because I've been such a recluse lately. I felt weird present shopping the other day with my parents. I wasn't afraid of the people, it just looked and felt weird being around so many humans. It stressed me out a bit. I would really like to hang out with people (person!) but I don't knoowww. *shrug*

So today my dad took my sister, Johanna, to the Las Vegas airport so she could fly to Seattle/Portland and visit my brother/sister-in-law and Amy. After dropping her off the decided to go Christmas shopping. There is a Fries (spelling?) in Vegas... They went there and bought me a gig of memory. He had to call me to make sure he was getting the correct thing, haha. That is why I know about it. So that is pretty fucking cool. I can't use it until Christmas though...

Fuuck... what else is happening... Oh. I think I am going to get a membership to Gold's Gym and start training with a friend of mine and a Marine. No, I'm not going to be a Marine, but having a Marine for a personal trainer for free is pretty fucking great in my book. Mostly because I have being so fucking fat. I am fat, for me. Yes, I have a problem with my body, haha. I feel stupid for it, but I can't stand looking like I do. It isn't like I'm anorexic or anything, I eat way too much for that, and I don't throw anything up, I hate that feeling. >.<

listening to:
Karate - Unsoloved

Comments:
Well, I sure don't hate the feeling of not throwing up. =) And you aren't the only one who eats lots. I eat tons: it's gotta be a favorite hobby, haha, how awful is that? -And you look fine. =) Training is good, but stop stressing over it kid.

Augh, I wish work was going better for you, really, I do. Apparently, the lady from Perks got a hold of my mom and is setting me up for hours, so that's cool I guess; I'll go to work and come home smelling like coffee.

Ah, I crashed my front bumper the other day, which SUCKS, buuuut, it's a cheap fix, and I'll have my car soon. In the meantime, I need to find a way over to your house so we can hang out, eeeeh, 'hermit'? I'd like that, I think we could dig around in our thoughts enough for a good idea. Shooo, let's see, I'm doing concessions for one of my mom's plays tonight (it's a seven pm and FREEEE, hinthint), and afterwards, maybe my parents would let me come over.

Annnyway, I've just kept blabbering on and on, I'm off to clean my room or something productive like that now. Ta-ta.

-Alex
 
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