thoughts scattered like fall leaves
Sep. 18th, 2001 11:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sublimatedangelI love fuzzy lumpy sweaters, but I wish they could make them so that they don't slowly unravel and/or disintegrate over time...
This morning, there was actually heat on in the workplace... I almost thought I had the wrong building...
I miss having other people's children around... I love kids, I just don't want to have to keep them just yet. Jay's getting a little too old to pseudo-mother.
Planning to do a (simple) animated gif for my avatar, once I finally take pictures.
I wonder if everyone feels like a failure for not living up to their potential, whatever that may be.
I wonder if models have image problems, since even though they have "perfect" bodies, the magazine and such feel a need to airbrush them...
It's all autumny lately... time to start lighting candles again. It also makes me want to cook yummy things. It would be nice to just work part time, and have extra time for all the things I want to do.
I wish I'd written a book when I was in high school and still thought I could. It seems like I can't write anything anymore... maybe I should submit some of my old stuff somewhere.
Yech... wistfulness is turning into self-pity. I need to get back to my normal level of positivity - this negative stuff is getting old.
This morning, there was actually heat on in the workplace... I almost thought I had the wrong building...
I miss having other people's children around... I love kids, I just don't want to have to keep them just yet. Jay's getting a little too old to pseudo-mother.
Planning to do a (simple) animated gif for my avatar, once I finally take pictures.
I wonder if everyone feels like a failure for not living up to their potential, whatever that may be.
I wonder if models have image problems, since even though they have "perfect" bodies, the magazine and such feel a need to airbrush them...
It's all autumny lately... time to start lighting candles again. It also makes me want to cook yummy things. It would be nice to just work part time, and have extra time for all the things I want to do.
I wish I'd written a book when I was in high school and still thought I could. It seems like I can't write anything anymore... maybe I should submit some of my old stuff somewhere.
Yech... wistfulness is turning into self-pity. I need to get back to my normal level of positivity - this negative stuff is getting old.
Re: Smile or I'll have to arrest ya....!
Date: 2001-09-18 12:59 pm (UTC)