Discussion in 'Chit Chat' started by Mirko, Feb 28, 2017.
First ski of the season
I was talking to my friend and we were discussing how annoying it was about the tier 4 restrictions (UK).
Her: "When all this is over I can finally take you on a second date."
So that means...the last time we went out it was officially a first date?
(It had never technically been referred to as such but there were implications.)
That made me so happy.
When do I get to wake up from this nightmare of a dream?
If Lush can be such a successful business they should learn to screw tops on shower gel before laying it sideways in a box and shipping it. 4 products in the box two of them with no packaging are covered in shower gel that I can’t clean off because they are soap products, half the shower gel is gone and the only thing to survive is the tub of lotion. My surprise gift for my sister really was a suprise.
You love your comfort zone more than you ever loved me.
Here we go again.
I fucking hate this.
This isn't going to end.
I can’t wait to be done pet sitting.
Where the heck is mr. right? hehe
I was looking for an LGBT-affirming church and thought I found one. The pastor said she was a lesbian but the way she spoke she seemed homophobic against herself. I think I'll keep looking.
Well, I'm still alive. Things just keep getting weirder and weirder. I'm hopeful that things will calm down soon, but I'm really doubtful that is going to happen.
Damn, that was a nice relaxing few hours.
Back to work...
Oh. NYE. Hello again.
I thought I saw you yesterday.
Today I am struggling hard with feelings of isolation. I feel weighted down by the UK restrictions, and as well as that, I feel at odds with my relatives. Isn't that ironic? To be preferring my own company during this time? Yet at the same time, so, so tired of everything over the last 9 months. I feel like I'm going crazy, like I'm being torn in half, and like it's never going to end.
I know restrictions are horrible. Smile your here with friends.
And maybe tomorrow
Just found out the leader of our local trans group died a few days ago. We weren't on the best of terms toward the end, and it had been a while since I distanced myself but things are definitely going to be... different, without his commanding presence.
I'm really enjoying this music and cleaning. It's satisfying.
I want to be a cute boy
I posted on my status by accident saying:
Happy new tear.
I meant year but it auto corrected.
So happy new tear.