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Tuesday, May 25, 2010

I'd be nice if I could sing blog titles.

"Today really happened?"
"yea"
I cried at the very end of making love. Tears of joy, relief, and a release of something I didn't know I had been holding in.

I cried alot more after I dropped him off. I know it's dangerous the way we carry on. I know I can loose all sense of time when we're together. I've slowed myself down. I practiced all week slowing myself down. So as to take everything in, and I took everything in today. I slept more soundly during our nap then I had since he left.

And yet, this doesn't feel crazy. I don't feel obsessed. I feel loved. I love. I'm loved.

If only summer could be like this day everyday.

Four days till I go down to South Padre.
a week from today till Maddies Birthday.

May has been a very exciting month.


June has alot to live up to.




Friday, May 21, 2010

This is how the story goes,

me: tell me a story
12:28 AM autistikalbert@gmail.com: well
  one day
  there was this boy
  and he fell for this girl
  he told himself
  well i'm never going to win her heart just sitting on my ass doing nothing
12:29 AM but he didn't like the idea of a loser with a job taking her on the account of he had a little extra to spend on her
12:30 AM so he devised a plan to kill another trying to woo his love's heart
  step one! get a job
  he had to pay for the gun somehow
 me: lol
12:31 AM autistikalbert@gmail.com: so, he went on craigslist
  and
  found an old man interested in some young boys
  and as luck would have it
12:32 AM he employed himself not as a prostitue
  which he did pass up on some pretty generous offers
  but as a teacher
  to a charasmatic old man
12:33 AM who had gotten so much he had no need to force someone into submission
  so!
  the man gave the boy a $40 dollar payccheck
  for a lesson
  and the boy saved for his gun
  after buying ciggerettes and beer of course
  but then
12:34 AM me: what a generous man!
 autistikalbert@gmail.com: the angel he longed to speak to
  texted him one night
  he eager as he could texted back
  "hello my friend" he said
  "if there was one boy or another you would say you were loooking after hoping to kiss you who would it be?"
12:35 AM to which the girl replied
  if this is your sick way of telling me that you like me
  then
  well
  i
  'm taken!
  "not for long"
  and the boy shot the one posessing her
  for he knew that when she said i'm taken
  it did not mean she was in love with another
12:36 AM it meant that an evil alien which had cast a spell on her enslaving her to do
  the most boring of tasks
  and being payed in love
  but having noone to spend that love on
  she kept it in the bank
  letting it go to waste
  till this one lonely soul set her free
12:37 AM now i realize you may be asking yourself just where did the boy get the gun?
  well if you recall, oh well it seems to me that i forgot to mention this bit, but the boy lived in the third ward
  and talk is cheap
  and guns are cheaper
  there
  back to the story
  the little girl
12:38 AM now a lady
  with all this love locked away
  shared it with this boy
  and they lived happily ever after


Tuesday, April 27, 2010

nightmares

I had this really weird dream last night. But the kind where you realize you're dreaming in the dream so you wake yourself up to get out of it.

So i wake up, and I feel/see this black cloud above us and I'm just staring at it trying to make sure I'm not just seeing things. Then I hear Albert mumbling things, and it sounded like he was having a bad dream too, so I woke him up. He tells me about his dream which was weird, and I cant recall it right now, and we fall back asleep. This is when I have the second weird dream.

There's this big old red brick building, it's a school of some sort. It's in a old new england neighborhood. There's a giant empty green lot next to the school with a big stone arch opening into the street. The side of the school has scafoldings and there is this one room that's like and attic space/ old classroom that they're gutting. I feel like I hide in there/ I hide things in there. In the room next to it is a classroom and I can hear the teacher talking. On the scafolding are a pair of shoes, they're Alberts fancy dress shoes. I dont remember why they are there, but I have to go to the ledge and crawl over to get them and bring them down with me. At this point someone enters into the room and I think it was Julia Richi from highschool. I get the feeling she's in there hiding too, but I dont let her see me at first. Something happens and I remember getting frightened and needing to leave. I also have a cell phone in this dream, and Albert kept calling me to meet him downstairs. Except now that Julias there I can't leave the room. So i decide to take the emergency stairs on the outside of building but because of the scafolding part of the starwell is gone. I dont remember much else after this point, I think I fall or drop the shoes.Then I'm looking around for Albert and I see him and his friend drive away after waiting for me this whole time. Then I woke up.

but that black cloud thing has bothered me all day. We were sleeping in his dorm so i've chalked some of that up to that. And i did have a really weird ending to my Sunday at my moms house so I'm sure some of that plays into everything.
I just had to tell someone. I've been dying to call chris and tell him about this but at the same time I wasn't sure I was ready to acknowledge what I saw. I'm still not.


Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Addicted.

I didn't realize I'm such a bake-a-holic till now. With all my baking supplies packed up since this weekend there has been only one thing on my mind. I want to bake something! Cookies! my head screams. No wait, I want to bake some muffins! Wait wait wait better yet I want to bake another tart... These are the things rattling in my head. The little pastry chef Yma is bored out of her wits. She just keeps bring up things like: What am I going to bake next?  I hear her making silent promises in my head to bake as soon as I unpack in the new house. She's inventing reasons to bake. Because there has to be some valid justification for my NEED for flour. Oh the sound of the mixer just makes my panties wet. hahahah.
Seriously though yesterday she was deciding that we HAD to make muffins for my morning class that's 4hrs long,  of course we're going to get hungry (forget the fact that we;re working with harsh chemicals and ink, and the strict NO EATING IN CLASS rule. They'll all cave for some muffins.) On monday it was the same thing with my night class, but instead of muffins it was snickerdoodles.  I'm just always craving something sweet to smell, to taste, to make, to eat. I think I've fallen in love... with baking.


Sunday, February 21, 2010

In my little nest

I love days like today. I'm falling deep, deep, deep into life. Into something that I can't define or label. It's coming at me fast and I haven't had time to look back. When I do everything else seems so far away. It's as if this is how it's been, always. It leaves me with the feeling that life is significant.
This is what happiness feels like isn't it? 






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