The World is my Lobster

Druuuuuunk.

Spent time this afternoon with a man I know from the Internet. He’s stopped wearing glasses, which surprised me. Also surprising, he looks like a You’ve Got Mail Tom Hanks. I approved.

I deserve an award for hitting snooze in the morning. I could sleep for hours more.

(Source: chopstickgirl)

Return of the ghost father, part deux.

Super TMI/personal… this may get privated later…

After a long conversation with my sister, she told me all about her experience at the medium. Including how my dad felt sorry for “that one really bad incident when you were younger. Our relationship totally changed after that.” My sister had no idea what he meant. After futher questions, she realized he meant me, and the time that he beat me up and I couldn’t go to school for the next few days. So… weird that the medium could have known that. Also weird that he mixed us up like that. Even weirder: I hated him long before the sixth grade… so really, our relationship didn’t really change, that’s just when he started being more of an abusive asshole.

One month until I see the medium. I won’t lie, I’m nervous.

My sister was also told she’s going to have a baby girl. I’m going to be an Aunt one day! (Haha, not counting on it.)

My extension cord wouldn't reach that far: how to decode a person with an anxiety disorder

euclase:

things we are trying to do all the time:

1. be safe

things we can’t help but do all the time:

1. second-guess ourselves
2. behave impulsively and reactively
3. take everything personally
4. worry
5. worry
6. worry
7. have difficulty accepting compliments
8. have difficulty reciprocating friendly…

This would have been helpful for this past weekend.

#learning

TMI

I missed pooping.

On Tina Fey

Me: “I would gay-marry Tina Fey in a heartbeat.” Adorable Gay Man: “Honey, I’d straight-marry her in a second. She’s fantastic!”

My mom and sister saw a medium this past weekend. Apparently the woman was amazing. The only problem is that for the most part, my dad dominated my sisters reading, being his selfish, ignorant, and lying self. My Mom had an odd mix of people. It sounds really good and my skepticism is still tweaked, but I would like to try it. Only, I’d like to know a bit more about my future… And really couldn’t be bothered with the past. My father acknowledged that my brother and I want nothing to do with him, but he’d probably still bring nonsense. Is it wrong that I don’t know really any dead people I’d like to chat with? I just want to know I’m on the right track and awesome things are happening.