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Reasons why your life is great.

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Less searchable M0rd4nt

16:39 / 14.05.04

Some guy told me he liked my jacket.

18:41 / 14.05.04

At the end of a week of essay writing which scrambles my brain, I can clear the fug by taking a 20 minute walk around an extinct volcano. Hoo ha.

19:14 / 14.05.04

I just finished posting on the Fucked Up board and had to come here to get a sense of perspective...

I have a wonderful, incredible, long-suffering hubby who is apparently willing to put up with anything just to spend his life with me.

I have two warm fuzzy kitties who think I'm God.

I have a college degree and a steady job that pays better than any I've had before.

I have a house with a big backyard and veggie and herb gardens that are going great guns.

I have learned more about myself and the world and the wonder and mystery of life in the past year than in the preceding 27 years combined.

I have cool shoes.

Wow, I feel so much better now...

19:16 / 14.05.04

Oh, and my boss is out of town till next Wednesday! Woot!

unheimlich manoeuvre

19:32 / 14.05.04

my close friends are fantastic.

i like my job, i get to help people and it pays me a liveable wage.

this time next week i'll be in Amsterdam celebrating my best friends thirtieth birthday.

i'm getting on well with my family. my father has chilled out ssooo much since he retired.

Psi-L is working in hell

21:32 / 14.05.04

I've just spent a great evening with a friend that I was scared had drifted out of my life.

Six months ago my finances were so bad that I thought I'd have to move, give up my studying, now they are ok.

It's taken me 18 months to get over the end of my previous relationship which lasted for four years and i've finally realised that it's in the past and I can move on.

Next year I finish my PhD and I can do anything that I want. Anything at all. :-)

22:19 / 14.05.04

I've just read this thread and realised again that there are people out there who think like me

23:15 / 14.05.04

and a now going to go and look up the lyrics to "Sweet and Dandy"

Sweet and Dandy! Sweet and Dandy!
Sweet and Dandy! Sweet and Dandy!

Sweet and Dandy! Sweet and Dandy!
Sweet and Dandy! Sweet and Dandy!

Sweeeeeeeeeeeet and Dandaaaay!
Oh, Sweeeeeeeeeeet and Dandaaaaaaay!

04:03 / 15.05.04

I passed my giant theatre comprehensive exam, and I'm pretty sure I'm done with all my schoolwork, at this point.

12:55 / 15.05.04

Cool friends and a fun job.

10:24 / 18.05.04

On Friday I went to a black tie work do (dinner at a posh hotel). The guy sitting next to me took the bread then looked at the 6 or 7 knives next to his plate and said (with a tone suggesting utter despair and frustruation): "I haven't got a bread knife".

My life is great because I've got a life and I don't worry about things like that.

I don't have any close friends but I had strawberries last Saturday. Organic and reduced in price.

13:55 / 18.05.04

I have noticed a strange sort of link. Whenever I am ambling about congratulating myself on my wonderful life thinking, ooh, this is it. It has paid off. Everything is going well.

Then something happens just to knock me down a peg. Like supidly losing mobile phones, or being ill or messing something up.

I honestly wonder if it is something internal prompting these things to happen or if there is summat out there...pride, fall, etc...

Tryphena Absent

14:21 / 18.05.04

If I wanted to I could go outside right now with no shoes on and walk around.

Regrettable Juvenilia

15:00 / 18.05.04

Anna, is that really wise? Or is it a sign of my over-worrying that I think about what bad things might be on the pavement?

Anyway, good things...

It's summer time, and sunny. This gives me about twice the incentive to get out of bed in the morning and leaves me with more energy at the end of the day.

I'm getting back into writing/submitting music journalism type stuff. On Saturday I interviewed four bands in one day for a feature that should be pretty amazing if it all pans out. This went really well, and I think I managed to hide my nervousness...

I'm finishing this job in less than 2 months, and while this means I have to find a new one, it's about time. Plus I get nice bonus money for having stayed on.

Several albums I really want come out in the next few weeks, around the time I get paid. Felix, PJ, Meth...

Last but not least: my girlfriend rocks.

19:41 / 18.05.04

I was just looking through the lyrics booklet to The Queen is Dead...

... (like you do)...

... And, on reading the lyrics to Never Had No-One Ever, realised that I am...

...20 years
7 months and
27 days...

...today.

I feel geektastically happy.

07:34 / 19.05.04

My ex is back! My ex is back! My beautiful, wonderful, cranky, 5'2" and pudgy round the middle ex is back! She's back and I'm filled with an impossible infinitude of post-coital endorphins at the very sight of her like some beauteous, pustulescent excresence from some ennoblin cold sore on the upper lip of my very soul! I love love love her. More than the cantankerous clink and clank of a manual typewriter! More than that barely audible squishing sound that comes from the exclusive knowledge that I and I alone have anointed my stocking-clad toes with orange marmalade! love love love! love love love love love! I want to dance and sing and put together Swedish mail-order furniture with the G peg in the Q slot as is entirely contrary to the helpful instruction manual included witht the package free of charge! And we're NOT going to have sex! She doesn't find me attractive anymore and we'll never have sex ever ever again and it doesn't matter one jot or tittle! And she doesn't even have sex with men any more and she's completely glorious and cynical and intoxicating and wearing an ill-fitting haircut!

Grant me just this one plenary endulgence, o pope of the pessimistic and disenfranchised. Allow me this brief and bombastic moment of sheer giddygiddyhappyhappy, ambassador of the bitter.

Don't turn away in disgust and sympathetic embarassment, Barbelites. I don't care that she's only going to leave me a further warped emotional cripple! I don't care that I'm going to have to come up with some creative and disgusting new perversion just to get over her again!

Why? I love, that's why! I bad ideaedly, stupid impulsively, wang swingingly, big bollockedly love her!

I love her more than Lon Chaney's painful prosthetic rictus grin! I love her more than hypnotically herky-jerky speech paterns of Christopher Walken! I love her more than the eerie sexually-discomfiting effeminacy of Johnny Depp! I love her more than long, rambling, excessively exclamatory posts! I love her more than my fictionsuit! Yes! Say goodbye to Czernobog and say hello to the new, doomed to briefness in nomenclature Love Lovey McLoverson!

And I've soiled myself in too many ways to count.

Love Lovey McLoverson signing of and heading for the tub.

11:33 / 20.05.04

Beer gardens are now open for business. This is a blessing that all and sundry can share in. Sitting in the sun with a cold pint of beer, fantastic.

pointless and uncalled for

12:16 / 20.05.04

I have two job interviews lined up.

One with the Home Office and one with the Foreign Office. One pays a nice big wage and the other send me overseas for six years out of eight.

Woo Hoo.

[I move that this post be moved to the Miserable thread at the end of next week]

12:41 / 20.05.04

I have had a stomach virus for the past 10 days, so I've saved money on frappachinos and greek food.

three boys this week called me something along the lines of "so fucking cute". I am! I am so fucking cute!

these new headphones are AWESOME!

my kid is one of only seven kids in all of the 3rd grade (thats like, 90 f-ing kids!) who is in the honors club! STRAIGHT As, ALL THE WAY!

I had this meeting where I was really really sure I was going to get reamed by The Boss, BUT NO!! I AM GOLDEN! GOLDEN, DO YOU HEAR????

12:58 / 20.05.04

Yay, Bitchie Kittie, you are golden! Yay everyone!

Love Lovely McLoveperson; Whew. That's a whole lotta love you got there. You're ex is very lucky to be loved in such an..um..big way. You are the dictionary definition of obsessed.

15:20 / 20.05.04

I walked through the park today, and ate a mister softee ice cream.

Goodness Gracious Meme

16:27 / 20.05.04

I lay on the warm, quiet beach this afternoon, reading PG Wodehouse.

Goodness Gracious Meme

16:29 / 20.05.04

I lay on the warm, quiet beach this afternoon, reading PG Wodehouse.

05:54 / 21.05.04

No. Nononono. Not obsessed in the slightest. It was the strangest thing in the world, really.

I hadn't seen the wee lass in well over a year and had scarcely spared her a thought apart from the occasional "Where is she now etc. etc." In addition to that I tend to be a rather cantankerous and cynical individual myself (hence the usual fictionsuit) but she came back to town recently and when I ran into her this enormous and entirely unexpected sensation of benevolence and optimism welled up in me. All of these memories of the superbly good times that we'd had together struck me at once: the engaging conversations, the uncommonly satisfying sexual intercourse, our sense of mutual comeraderie against a generally contemptable world. All of them hit me in the blink of an eye and I just felt this all encompassing love for who she is and what she had been to me. So for a solid five hours all of the things that I liked were that much more likable and all of the things that I hated were that much less worthy of worry. In other words it was an instant low-wattage MDMA trip. And the best part of all was that I didn't care in the slightest that we'd never get back together and have that again.

Knowing that a collossal high like that couldn't possibly last I felt impelled to smear it across the collective unconcious in the most embarassing way possible before it went away. To quote Denis Leary, "People always bitch and moan about 'I'm not happy,' Guess what. Nobody's happy. Not all the time. Happiness comes in small doses; it's a cigarette or a chocolate chip cookie or a five-second orgasm. That's it." I just felt like sharing my cookie with the rest of the class. It's good to share nice things.

11:28 / 21.05.04

Tomorrow (TOMORROW!!!) I will see Nick Cave (NICK CAVE!!!), Jarvis Cocker (JARVIS COCKER!!!) and Rufus Wainwright (RUFUS WAINWRIGHT!!!) who will perform songs by Leonard Cohen (LEONARD COHEN!!!). Yay! (YAY!!!)

Life is great. (LIFE IS GREAT!!!)

15:54 / 23.05.04

I'm easy on the eyes, gonna see Cat Power tonight and Entrance is opening for them. hurrah.

foot long subbacultcha

08:00 / 24.05.04

Woo that's a great double bill to see. I saw Entrance support Broken Social Scene last year, and managed to catch Cat Power a couple of months ago. Would love to know what you thought of the show.

Erm... a reason my life is great.. cos as of last night I now know seven guitar chords? Will that do?

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