The big fridges in the kitchen finally broke down. The whole kitchen smells like bleach to get the smell of rotting food out.
I guess it's the lesser evil. At least now I get a little high off the fumes.
Have been talking to some old friends and they've been pointing out changes in my personality, places where I glide instead of shuffle. Like I used to.
Confidence is a funny little thing.
Mentally, I'm completely captivated right now. It makes me laugh, to be honest. I promised myself I wouldn't permit it.
That lasted long. Heh.
I have a routered board in my room, a nice copy of a tattoo and a plan. All I need is paint.
Soon.
I find myself contemplating relationships too much. I either need to cement my thoughts (likely here) or just let it go.
Or a little of both...
I find myself becoming self-sufficient emotionally again. Opening up to people is again a challenge and I'm getting protective of my space.
Some times, this bothers me.
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