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Mar. 29th, 2006 05:33 pmI never get enough sleep. Occasionally, I compound this by staying up late, but not often, because I definitely feel it the next day. It makes me wish I had stayed up *every* night when I was younger and could do so without blinking. Ah well, my squandered youth, eh?
Pet Shop Boys' Oppurtunity has been stuck in my head for a while now. Why will it not go away? I'm not even sure why it got stuck in the first place.
Alex tries to get out of trouble by snuggling. It's kind of amusing in that I'm-the-parent-so-I-can't-laugh way. He'll do something he's not supposed to (like hitting or trying to climb on the desk) and then when I put on the 'don't do that' voice, he hugs me. Complete with laying his head against me, and saying "aww." It's so adorable but I know I can't encourage it. He's also extremely enamored of these fake Harry Potter-ish glasses we have around the house, and puts them on, and puts them on us. It's odd, because usually he doesn't like to wear hats/glasses/things on his head.
I suck at friendship. I seem to have completely failed whatever it is that makes you a good and social person that others want in their life. I'd say I'd failed at all interpersonal relationships, but I'm kind of good with some stuff, so I don't know what the deal is with the friend stuff, except that it must be something about me. Oh well.
Flowers are blooming and it's all spring-like. And wet. What happened to California's idyllic-without-seasons weather?
Pet Shop Boys' Oppurtunity has been stuck in my head for a while now. Why will it not go away? I'm not even sure why it got stuck in the first place.
Alex tries to get out of trouble by snuggling. It's kind of amusing in that I'm-the-parent-so-I-can't-laugh way. He'll do something he's not supposed to (like hitting or trying to climb on the desk) and then when I put on the 'don't do that' voice, he hugs me. Complete with laying his head against me, and saying "aww." It's so adorable but I know I can't encourage it. He's also extremely enamored of these fake Harry Potter-ish glasses we have around the house, and puts them on, and puts them on us. It's odd, because usually he doesn't like to wear hats/glasses/things on his head.
I suck at friendship. I seem to have completely failed whatever it is that makes you a good and social person that others want in their life. I'd say I'd failed at all interpersonal relationships, but I'm kind of good with some stuff, so I don't know what the deal is with the friend stuff, except that it must be something about me. Oh well.
Flowers are blooming and it's all spring-like. And wet. What happened to California's idyllic-without-seasons weather?