Denim and Heat

Wore jeans. Terrible choice. So instead tomorrow I’m back to shorts. (Shaved and everything this evening.)

Summer heat is tiring. But even so my thoughts continue to tick and click and try to mesh together like the puzzle of a machine with its gears.

Not much to report on at work. Been mouthier than I should have been. However so far, perhaps I’m still in the clear.

Have two to three events this weekend. Bachelor/Bachelorette party. Shopping for the wedding next weekend.

And to top it all off, my best friend told me the day preceeding it that she and her husband were in a car accident. Both are fine. A little bruised, but fine.

Just one thing on top of another, no? But all is well. And I’m feeling a bit healthier. Need to do yoga. Constantly. Concisely. It is what gives me peace of mind. But trying to reach a point where I feel like I can get to it is proving rather tricky.

So instead, I’ll indulge in more tea. ❀


Forgotten Tea

In the car. This morning.

I was so sad. 😦 I needed caffeine. But I had none.

Learned my employers now trust me, in case of an emergency, to run the front desk should something happen.

I feel…quite adept and I’m loving it. ❀

Today and tomorrow and I don’t know. I’m tired, but I’m feeling okay. Even with the pudge I’m still sporting. πŸ˜‰ And this awful body hair.

But I’m me and doing quite well. πŸ™‚

(Also Kuroshitsuji- still win. ❀ Still beautiful. Still addicted. :D)

Movie and Storms

Finding Dory was adorable. Not surpassing its predecessor. But adorable. (Better than Frozen by a long shot, and most of Disney’s current lineup right now.)

And it continued to try and storm. Repeatedly. Constantly.

Dress hunting for July 10th. Wedding attendance. Or something. Two friends getting married.

Long week ahead. But it’ll be okay. πŸ™‚

I’m okay. So tomorrow I think I’ll start clearing some stuff out again. Calm of mind.

And came home to see mom left me some stuff. ❀ And I’m really quite content. And at ease to be keeping some secrets from everyone. I’m calm. I’m clear of mind. All will fall into place as I need them to.

And still tempted by that tragus piercing. πŸ˜‰

~ a little white dove

Saturday and a Couch

All I’ve done. Bones marathon.

Tomorrow I’m going out with a few friends. Piercing shop, lunch, Finding Dory- in no particular order. πŸ˜‰

Maybe I’ll do some yoga before bed. Who knows.

Craziness. Tired. Antisocial. I’m allowed such a thing from time to time. ❀

Lots of tea. Some rain. Cool breeze blowing on my legs.

Who knows what else.

Kuroshitsuji fangirling.


Quiet day. ❀ On our purple couch. πŸ™‚

7AM to 2PM

Best get used to it for the summer. It’s the schedule I’m on for the remainder of the program.

But I’m okay.

A coworker is willing to carpool with me. (Meaning come get me and take me to work during the times he and I share the shift.)

I’m frustrated with two coworkers.

I’m relieved for the weekend.

My mother’s new tomato plants are dying/dead, due to us having a mouse issue with it living on our fucking deck.

And I’ve managed to nearly break the bone on the side of my ankle. Whacked it on the edge of our metal coffee table when I went to lay down on the couch.

7am to 2pm. I’ll cope. I like it.

Also was praised today. So that made my day better.

Sunday is coming. And with it, I can’t wait to see the shenanigans…so long as I can still walk.

Crashed Out

That’s all. That’s why this is so late. I needed sleep. Not enough was attained. But I’m fine. Work was work. A lot of out of control issues. But hey, we managed.

It rained and hailed. It was nice. ❀


Life is fleeting.

To see a life so short be snuffed out? It’s heartbreaking.

Today was hard. For various reasons. I’m exhausted. I’m overheated. I’m drained.

But tomorrow will still come, as it always does.

My other best friend knows now of the situation of my relationship status. And her response brought a bright smile and laugh to my day.

Today was hard. But tomorrow will still come. I wish I could say more. But I can’t.

Tomorrow will still come. </3

46% Contained

Work might return to normal soon, then. That fire is about halfway contained, and the evacuations have been lifted.

Regardless, people are bitching left and right over the most mundane aspects- and a whole lot of it are rabid rumors and conspiracies.

The heat is terrible. I’m under-eatingΒ and overeating again. I’m not working out. And my back hurts.

I need yoga. Tea. Yoga. No snacks. And to start oil pulling again.

I’m also becoming lactose intolerant, I think- at least minor in severity. I know the pill I need to take, though. So Sunday that will be added to my errand run.

Otherwise? Typical day. Organizing pieces. Getting ready to throw out more things. All in preparation for the next stages of my life.

But really, it’s quiet here right now.