which i hate.

but - i will survive -
until monday. i have the faith.

must clean.

but there are always so many things better to do than clean.

so many things.
better.

"the one where brenda thinks she's pregnant"

a screening of this classic episode w/ all new commentary provided by

Seattle Neutrino Society

where? Ballard. Live Girls! Theatre. Downstairs. across the street from the Matador@Ballard & Market

why?be social. grab a themed drink. have fun

what else?trivia, fun show facts, songs, and more
how much? $5 or free for members

be there

more info...

i need to write more.

not in m'journal (which mayhaps is true)

but in my life.

i need to write more.
i always say this,
sound like a goddamn broken record.

but until it becomes something i do it just needs to be something i say.

i am challenging myself to write a story.

or at LEAST 100 words a day.  
just to get in the habit.

i find that my problem is when i am gearing writing to be FOR something,
i get hyper-critical and frozen,

therefore
my solution is just to 
F-ing write 
and eventually i will work through it...

and so erin80,
i challenge you as well...

and next time i see you - friday.
i expect a story.

and i will have one too. dammit.

seriously.

follow the link to "trailblazin cowboys"

worth your time

http://www.iystv.com/6412/media/

i hate cleaning my room.

i love it when it is clean.

but cleaning.
especially deep cleaning.

gives me a headache.
seriously, i don't know where everything is supposed to go.
and i always want the ability to be more organized,
but i
suck at it

and so.

when i am faced with this type of cleaning.  everything is shiny.
everything is distracting.
a million things go through my head.
and a million things attract my eye.
like dirt.
like gillter.
like writting in lj. which i normally don't do.
like looking up astronomy picture of the day.

like picking up one lone sock and opening the drawer to put it in ... and then thinking i should probably clean the whole draw
and since i work from chaos in - i dump the contents of the drawer on the floor 
but
now where is everything supposed to go...
and eventually i just shove everything back in the drawer
i put scraps of paper and memories in random shoe boxes 
that get shoved back under the bed
and "important" papers get shoved back into 
random random files

damn

i really suck at organization.
i want 
shelves and storage everywhere...

up. 

it is now 9:27

listening to car talk.

should sleep longer.
trying to get energy to get to gym. and then catch bus to appointment.

and then clean my room.

drank a lot of spodie - a drink of juice and alcohol and fruit that sucks up all the alcohol - last night.

need groceries.