regenerate and let your appliances go
I don't know why I can't do this anymore. I can't wake up. In Michigan, I really surprised myself. I don't know what it is.. if it's because I stopped smoking there, or all the sun I was getting, or the energy of a little boy, but.. Something had me up early. Something had me up and wanting to continuously being doing things.And I loved how at 9:30 at night it was still light outside. I knew it wasn't right, and I confirmed it when I got back here and at 9pm it was already fully dark outside.
Even when I got back to my baby's place.. or, "our" apartment.. I was still able to wake up earlier than this. Because I woke up with him in the morning? Do I need other people around me, do I need unfamiliar surroundings to get me generated?
I dunno. It's frustrating, though. I set the alarm for 10, but I can't wake up before 11. Really I wish I could get my ass going about 8 or 9.
I have a lot of boxes in my room that I'm not sure what to do with. I wish I had my processor to get my computer running because all my files to help me organize for this move are on my hard drive. My step-dad.. I don't know what the problem is.
I'm sad about some things. Like, what do I do with my george forman grill? It's pretty and small and perfect for what I needed. I don't want to get rid of it. Should I ever need my own place again, I'd want to have it with me again. I've grown rather attached to little georgie. Now, my microwave.. okay, I'm not quite as attached to AND if I'm not going to use it anymore now I probably SHOULD get rid of it because... well, for one thing the metal part inside is a little.. burned? It'll spark in my microwave, if I don't cover food, especially butter, for some reason.. and the rotating dish thing.. well, it's not on the track quite right and it makes funny noises. Rather charming and characteristic, I think, but.. I suppose I should probably let it go and if I ever do need a microwave again, I'll get the stainless steel panel one I've always wanted.
For that matter, I should probably let go of georgie because he's a little scraped up inside from me cleaning too hard..
But I'm attached to both.
-*sigh*
I sigh a lot in this journal, it seems. jesus fucking christ..
I used to sigh a lot when I worked at a gas station, too. I started getting my awesome co-workers sighing to. And there's something Dedra used to say that I started saying, too.. Some.. Jamaican saying when one is "vexed". I liked learning Jamaican words from her. I forget most of them now, except for a couple, that.. I wouldn't know how to spell here.
Eh, back to today. I don't know what to do with these boxes. I need to stop holding on to every little thing. Why am I attached to appliances?
Because I loved that they were all mine.
Meh. Try to clear this stuff up. Deposit some checks. Maybe buy a couple things, like yogurt and gingko. Ybor tonight, with Jaclyn. Have to call Lesley..
At least I figured out last night with my brother and his girlfriend that we can probably do the moving drive Labor Day weekend alright. Let's hope nothing too strange happens to my car, though.. That would just suck ass for everyone involved.
I think I'll watch soaps now because I'm lazy. And.. I'm going out tonight, so.. probably won't have much time to stick around after dinner to watch them. [The parents tape them and we watch during and after dinner.]
It's Tuesday. God bless Tuesday.