Full of Bulgogi
I know I like coming home with a heavy belly. It makes me feel like I’m not all skin and bone after all. I have a strange food high too.
I’ve started noticing that Alcohol doesn’t make me feel the same way anymore. I think I’ve started to develop an aversion or allergic reaction to it. Must just be the social context. It’s liquid courage but when I stay home it’s just a nice sleeping pill substitute.
I bought some course readers and spent $101 today. It’s interesting how the value of money measures up in comparison to what it can be used for. Well mostly I just like knowing I have some. In another life I’d probably be a Dragon sitting on my hoard of riches just counting it all the time.
Mostly I never worry about what I have but what I don’t have. Kinda hate that. Funny how picky I can be but by the end, I’ll have to be happy with anything at all.
My dog sheds a ton but I bought this tool called the Furminator. It’s working real well. her fur is as soft as a puppy’s coat again!
I guess this is going to be a long lonely semester. I don’t really have any foreseeable plans except to graduate. It’s interesting how I’m on the other side of the hump. I already went up the hill and hit the peak. now I’m walking downwards going back where I started.
Think I’m getting back to a better place though. I want to have some friends. I need some new ones. Any takers?
Well I probably don’t. Maybe I just want the attention. The camaraderie or the familiarity. Some sort of shared bonds I suppose…..
The cogs are starting to turn again~
