Namaste

2007-01-31

hi.

'A random waft of jasmine makes you nostalgic for places you've never been, people you don't know and a life you never lived. Close your eyes and breath deep -- yeah, they had it good.'

I feel like that alot.
Im a horoscope junkie. I need an intervention. Horoscopes are dumb.
I had something to write about before I logged in and now I forget what it was.
I tried telling James about the things I think about. He asked.
Another person down!
They never understand. I think it's my fault though because I can't explain myself for shit. He kept asking questions. I like that because normally I don't volunteer information. seems too chatty or something. Like I want you to know everything and think im sooooo awesome. I'd rather not explain the details. It just seems insincere because perhaps you won't see it that way and then I look like a fraud or something. I could just show you from example. You could all watch me do my laundry and then think 'oh, she really does shake out the clothes before she puts them in the dryer to save on wrinkles and twists'. See, if I tell you that it just seems weird. If you see it, it may seem obsessive complusive....lol...I think I would rather that. It's the most honest.
Anyways, he kept asking questions, and confusing himself and I didnt aid that situation. I just changed the topic because clearly we are not on the same page. It's my problem, I relate to barely anyone besides a select few.
I am going to see the tragically hip next monday. I'm kinda happy about that. I love the hip.
nothing to say.
bye. and good day.

Katrina at 6:14 AM



Namaste

2007-01-31

hi.

'A random waft of jasmine makes you nostalgic for places you've never been, people you don't know and a life you never lived. Close your eyes and breath deep -- yeah, they had it good.'

I feel like that alot.
Im a horoscope junkie. I need an intervention. Horoscopes are dumb.
I had something to write about before I logged in and now I forget what it was.
I tried telling James about the things I think about. He asked.
Another person down!
They never understand. I think it's my fault though because I can't explain myself for shit. He kept asking questions. I like that because normally I don't volunteer information. seems too chatty or something. Like I want you to know everything and think im sooooo awesome. I'd rather not explain the details. It just seems insincere because perhaps you won't see it that way and then I look like a fraud or something. I could just show you from example. You could all watch me do my laundry and then think 'oh, she really does shake out the clothes before she puts them in the dryer to save on wrinkles and twists'. See, if I tell you that it just seems weird. If you see it, it may seem obsessive complusive....lol...I think I would rather that. It's the most honest.
Anyways, he kept asking questions, and confusing himself and I didnt aid that situation. I just changed the topic because clearly we are not on the same page. It's my problem, I relate to barely anyone besides a select few.
I am going to see the tragically hip next monday. I'm kinda happy about that. I love the hip.
nothing to say.
bye. and good day.

Katrina at 6:14 AM