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Life is ten percent what happens to you and ninety percent how you respond to it.
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I’m BACK.

Sorry I have been awol the last few days working, with one of my coworkers away ill I’ve had to fill in the gaps.  Needless to say, I’m exhausted. I’m not used to working this much especially now that I’ve started medication!

I have had a hard time with the “guy unavailable” as well. I reached out to him and to one of my best friends last week and was unfortunately greeted with words I didn’t want to hear.   Said guy, told me that I wasn’t giving him enough space, but also that I had “spoiled” us hanging out as friends. Why? Because I actually told him my feelings and was honest with him. I told him what it felt like for me. I told him I couldn’t easily separate sex from attachment.  

I tried to think about the best way I could write about it and explain it to him, which ended up being a 6-7 paragraph rant.  I apologized to him for putting him ‘through’ it.  I stopped myself afterwards realizing that I didn’t really need to apologize if I didn’t do anything wrong. Caring isn’t wrong.  Giving a crap isn’t wrong.  Maybe caring too much, yes that’s wrong.

The last message I received from him was “Just give me some time :) We’ll talk later alrite. Ciao.”   Which somehow made me feel better, just cause of that stupid emoticon smiley face insertion.  Why the hell is that?

*more to come*

A tumblr that posts cute puppy pictures?  YES PLEASE.  
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A tumblr that posts cute puppy pictures?  YES PLEASE.  

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Isn’t this the meaning of life?  :p
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Now that’s something I can get behind. Hey-o!

Isn’t this the meaning of life?  :p

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Now that’s something I can get behind. Hey-o!

What makes me happy…

Just watched the Glee finale last night after having missed it last Tuesday. I was sitting there bawling through a good portion of it.  It was your typical, tied up ends ending, without the drama of an impending cliffhanger.  But is Glee that type of show?  No.

Glee’s entire purpose is to make you feel good. The entire purpose of the show outweighs its need to be logical, practical, or even climactic.  That’s kind of what I like about it, is that I can go in, knowing I’ll smile, laugh or have a good cry and feel good after watching it.  I don’t like it when all I feel from a show is depressed (Buffy: The Vampire Slayer Season 2, I’m looking at you…).

So everything ended in a pretty predictable fashion, and thankfully the quirky gang of singers and quasi-dancers didn’t take home their Regionals throne.  There is predictable, and then there is downright impossible.   

There were a good handful of “aww” moments which usually get to me, see: finn’s profession of love, shu’s profession of love, emma’s freakout, sue’s vote, quinn/baby, puck’s face in the ER, singing to shu, and probably others I’ve missed.   

Moments that made me cringe:  the ending.  Somewhere over the rainbow, relationships and storylines remain kinda gross. Mike/Matt fist bump, Artie staring blissfully at Tina and holding hands, Rachel goes in for Finn, Quinn/Kurt/Mercedes, Brittany and Santana lean on each other, and the MOTHER of all things gross… Rachel’s mom becomes a mom again to Quinn’s baby?  Really?  I have to take note of a comment made on another review: Apparently hospitals are now giving away babies? Listen up, adoption is NOT an arduous process.  Just swing by and pick yourself up your VERY OWN BABY.

Ah….  Well I did cry. Lots.  So that was fulfilling.

Need a feel good: Watch Glee

Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed is more important than any one thing.

Abraham Lincoln


Word of the Day

Sorry for the delay, I missed the Word of the Day!  Here’s one for your Monday :)  (Unintentional but hilarious rhyming…poet? I think so.)

Thanks to the-chosen-pessimist at Deviant Art.

You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You must do the thing which you think you cannot do.
Eleanor Roosevelt