That new leaf apparently meant Junior's strawberry cheesecake out the box, sweats, and an IM marathon. I think I need to rethink that. My pants can't handle it. Plus it's boring. Ho hum. Back to the drawing board...
I think what I really need to work on is impulse control...and getting rid of some Catholic guilt I picked up by osmosis. My life is ruled by too many binaries. I = reserved, boring, full of ideas, needing the push. I'm drawn to those arrogant, loud, full of energy, exploding everything in their path. I like people who are what I'd like to be and would rather gloss over flaws and warning signs because I've got baggage of my own. I decided somewhere along the line that I can be as obnoxious as I want to be on the inside, but it's better to have people around openly doing the bad things I can be contrasted with and made to look better next to. While I do all kinds of more screwed up shit undercover.
Most of the people I know fall into the category of squares or crazies. I'm rolling along as an unhinged rhombus. Or I'm just bored and in love with angst and need a stepladder to get over myself. Super likely. But, what's really good?
Posted by Candicissima at March 12, 2005 11:41 PM