I Heart Donkeys

Wednesday, April 13, 2005


I start the day usually with lots of energy and enthusiasm for the day, especially if it's all sunny and pretty out - but even like this morning when I looked out and it was gray and overcast and starting to rain, I thought it could get better. Anyway, it doesn't last long, I get to work and it's like some magical force just saps any energy reserves possible. By lunchtime, I barely manage to finish my food before I'm snoozing on the sofa (which luckily still hasn't been moved onto the shop floor) what is that about? Falling asleep at work can be really embarassing. You could wake up with bedhair (constant problem for me) or wake up, and realise you've fallen asleep on the edge of your jumper sleeve and it leaves that big red mark on your face that won't go away. There's the drool factor, and sleeping with your mouth open when other people can walk in.. Honestly, a hazard to your health almost. At least, I think so.

Saturday, April 09, 2005


I'm really annoyed with how unstable Blogger is. I haven't been able to sign in or update my blog in ages, and when I do, I get errors when trying to add stuff. Why are they so crap? Anyway, I've been a little happier knowing it's only two weeks until we're in New York! Yay for shopping on holiday! It slightly makes up for missing the summer trip we always take.. Work always seems to drag when time off is coming up. I've told people at work that I've got a problem with my back, which is why I need to sit all the time and can't do stuff I normally do, like unpack and stuff. The problem is, with all this back-problem talk, it really is starting to hurt. It's awful trying to sit all day with good posture rather than slumping over. Turns out, trying to sit properly uses muscles in my back I don't normally use. This is going to be tough.

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Stuff from days ago

Hey, I haven't blogged in awhile.. too much going on right now. Mostly stuff I won't talk about just yet (too scary still) but I'm just so much happier that you're back. I missed you. Everything seems so much easier and less frightening when you're with me. So thank you :) (Prepare for more and more mushy and emotional moments, this is only the beginning!) Let me tell you though, public transport is so awful. An hour and a half to get home from work. I had to deal with shitty bus drivers who deliberately left late and kept us out in the rain instead of letting us in the bus, and gave snide remarks when it was the first time using a ticket-saver thing. There was the weird man who banged against the seat in front making the plastic seats dig into your knees which are already cramped because of the lack of space. The smelly people, the loud people, the absolutely rude teenagers. How is it possible that children these days can be so disrespectful? There were these two not quite teenagers, whose voices had gotten all weird sounding from all the cigarettes they'd been smoking begging other passengers for change, spitting both on the bus and the pavement, making fun of other people's accents, making rude gestures at people as the bus goes by and yelling obscenities as the they got off. Where is the discipline in these kids' lives? It was a sad (and exhausting) experience, and I hope it's a long time before I get on a bus again.

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Hard Hard Hard

It is so damn hard to keep this secret. I'm going to crack, I know I am.

Monday, March 28, 2005

Oh hell

Christ, is it hard for me to keep myself busy. You left, and then what was I supposed to do with myself? I tried cleaning, and I lost concentration, tried checking my email, but as usual, I didn't get any. Quickly lost interest in the internet, music - tried the Norah Jones CD bought the other day, but only made it through 4-5 tracks. Took a nap, which is about the only thing I did that lasted a significant amount of time. (Why am I so tired lately? I need to look out my diet as well, because I keep getting dizzy spells when I get up) Rearranged a few things in the house, made dinner (made too much. Spaghetti and Quorn meatballs) watched a lame movie (Down To You). Wait for your phone call. Wait for you to come back.

Sunday, March 27, 2005

Honestly, I Can't Believe It..

Seriously, what is wrong with McDonalds? The one time you go in for breakfast, fully expecting a Big Breakfast like you've always had for years, and they no longer sell it. I understand that they're trying to come up with new healthier options, but what about all of us who only want the Big Breakfasts? What are we left with? I had to settle for second best, and I am not too happy. This calls for a protest. Or something.
Oh, and Happy Easter! Hope you all got lots of chocolate eggs like I did. And YAY for the amount of stage time Donkey got today - he was second on, and saved the day. Plus, he really proved his superior dancing skills. Really impressed... :)

Friday, March 25, 2005

I Hate You

Let me just say, first - I hate you for leaving me. There, that's done. It's strange, I used to love being alone. Since I was - I don't know - 11? my family used to leave me and go off to wrestling tournaments on the weekends, and I remember the time that my brother made Western Regionals and some other big event, and they went off to Utah, or South Dakota or wherever and left me at home to fend for myself. It never bothered me too much (well, sure deep down) but I mean it didn't scare me. I'd leave the computer on (and spod all weekend or however long) and leave the radio or TV on so in some small way it seemed like I wasn't actually on my own. I'd have a good time though. Sure, a little lonely and not a great situation thinking back now, but I could think of worse. I enjoyed doing what I wanted. It's different this time. I'm not that same 11 year old girl. Things in my life are so much different and better.. and the same. Deep down, I never want to be left alone, or feel (more) abandonment.