The Musings of Joe's Sex Kitten (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} crimson_chaos) wrote,@ 2004-09-04 17:56:00 |
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I guess I'll call in at 9:15 tomorrow morning to find out if we're open for business. I really hope we're not, though.
The wind is really starting to pick up here now. I'm looking out our bedroom window at the tall telephone post right outside, and the wooden fence that our neighbors have. I don't want pegs in my walls. I'm getting ready to tear down THEIR fence and put the pieces over MY windows.
I will most likely unplug the PC tonight or tomorrow morning and move it to higher ground.
I love hurricane season.
Going to dinner with my dad tonight. We'll probably talk about me and Joe and my future, like we do most of the time. Stephen got dragged to Virginia with my mom and her new husband because she was worried about the hurricane. My dad had the whole weekend cleared to watch him, but now he has to go with them, and he's going to hate it, and so they're going to be miserable. Get this. She actually said that now their trip is going to be ruined because he went along for the ride. Even though he didn't want to go. I told her he could stay with us and chill on the beach while Joe was at work, but she said that defeated the point because of her worry over the hurricane, and so now dad and I are having dinner, and they're going to drive back right into the path of the storm when they return, thus putting my little brother in more danger.
A general pondering:
Why do some people hurt themselves when they think they're just making life easier? In reality they're only making it harder on themselves by pushing away the security they have. Instead of sitting around hoping that life will take care of itself, people should do something with it to the point where they have something to show for it. They can say, "Look, I did this all on my own, and I didn't have it handed to me. And you know what? Now I'm happy, because I did what I wanted, instead of what was expected of me."
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I just don't understand.
The wind is really starting to pick up here now. I'm looking out our bedroom window at the tall telephone post right outside, and the wooden fence that our neighbors have. I don't want pegs in my walls. I'm getting ready to tear down THEIR fence and put the pieces over MY windows.
I will most likely unplug the PC tonight or tomorrow morning and move it to higher ground.
I love hurricane season.
Going to dinner with my dad tonight. We'll probably talk about me and Joe and my future, like we do most of the time. Stephen got dragged to Virginia with my mom and her new husband because she was worried about the hurricane. My dad had the whole weekend cleared to watch him, but now he has to go with them, and he's going to hate it, and so they're going to be miserable. Get this. She actually said that now their trip is going to be ruined because he went along for the ride. Even though he didn't want to go. I told her he could stay with us and chill on the beach while Joe was at work, but she said that defeated the point because of her worry over the hurricane, and so now dad and I are having dinner, and they're going to drive back right into the path of the storm when they return, thus putting my little brother in more danger.
A general pondering:
Why do some people hurt themselves when they think they're just making life easier? In reality they're only making it harder on themselves by pushing away the security they have. Instead of sitting around hoping that life will take care of itself, people should do something with it to the point where they have something to show for it. They can say, "Look, I did this all on my own, and I didn't have it handed to me. And you know what? Now I'm happy, because I did what I wanted, instead of what was expected of me."
...
I just don't understand.
