My anxiety is rising. I was in a good mood earlier today, and I plan on feeling okay tomorrow... The thing is that as the holiday season starts, I am catching ripples of anxiety - like waves of salt hitting my face, suddenly so that I don't have time to close my mouth. I sputter… Continue reading Being a Nothing-of-Consequence
I let a friendship go today. Not just any friendship, a best-friendship. Something I've been mulling over for a while now, and while I was sitting in church this morning; likely listening to a very similar sermon to what he'd be listening to, I knew I just needed to rip the bandage off and get… Continue reading Until then… Bye Dane.
I've said it before - I hate to cry over men. Really it's more of a hate to let them see that I'm crying over them. Eventually, the closer I get and the longer I know them the more likely they are statistically to witness an outpouring of emotion I am unable to control before… Continue reading Big Girls Don’t Cry
I spoke to Klutzy today and discussed how difficult it is to find really good friends - people you really connect with - when you are like us and tend to move around every few years. It really sucks and it tends to be that we'll find someone to be close with only within the… Continue reading Lonely Hearts Club
Now - back to some more regular programming. LOL as in - not just a whole bunch of pictures. Back to old themes and old memories - or in this case memories forgotten. In my first Treasures post, I mentioned a journal entry in one of the journals I shared with Anneke. It was a… Continue reading Scary eyes
Holy shit you guys!!!!!! I found two of me and Anneke's notebooks from Gymnasium! It's not all I had, but I thought I had lost them all completely! Maybe I'm remembering wrong and she actually did send me a couple of hers.... edit: nope it clearly states on page one of kitty journal that I… Continue reading OMG OMG OMG!!!
The problem with asking your best friends for ideas for your blog is that they will invariably bring up that they still laugh when you write BJJ - for it's resemblance to the acronym "BJ" - and then suggest that that you write something vulgar. Well, that's my best friends for you anyway. So, no,… Continue reading Well, Hello Sailor
The day was chilly, but hardly cold. At least not in the sense that we had to wear actual jackets - but it's all relative, I guess. Swedish autumn warranted our turtle neck sweaters; mine being the rusty orange one I had bought in Copenhagen, and Maja's was striped with blues and browns. As always,… Continue reading F*ck me, I’d be lying
Maja is the only person I have actually threatened with a blog post, and actually followed through with it... I often say to my friends "Don't make me write a blog post about you!" or "This is SO going on my blog!" ...But usually, it's an empty threat; an attempt at humour, except when it… Continue reading I Don’t Know! I Was Pissed At You!
Maja and I had a good chat last night – talking about a range of things for nearly two hours, so I can’t relay the whole conversation. At least, not all together at the moment, haha. But one thing we talked about reminded me of some events during High School I thought I’d tell you… Continue reading A Disappointing Revelation ft. MAJA 😉
I have a pet peeve... not so much a pet peeve I suppose; more something that initially annoys me and then makes me feel sorry for people - in the end not affecting my personal feelings terribly much. But as I write about relationships sometimes - and have so far become that person for several… Continue reading Seriously. Stop it.
Ha. Coach read my last post and made a comment to me about having made the right decision to have a woman take over running the female-only class – because he can’t /doesn’t want to be involved with girl talk. LOL I told him if he needs to cover the class another time I promised… Continue reading Hanging with the boys
I was certain I was going to take a break from blogging for a few days at least... Maybe a week... I've written quite a lot recently, and I don't want to burn out and write non-quality stuff... and to be honest, I'm not entirely pleased with my last post... meh. Could have been better.… Continue reading Maja, älskling
In real life, when I tell my stories, I am never sure if I should use people's real names... as is natural... or their pseudonyms from the blog/books. I'm not always sure who has really followed the stories as a whole and would get confused by the use of real names or who haven't read… Continue reading The dude wasn’t friends with Females
Oh God. After MMA class last night I feel like I should totally have Justin’s aforementioned muscles by now (See “Well Fit” if you don’t know what I’m referring to…) The instructor… my goodness… Nice guy, but he’s definitely tougher than me! I got to a point where I almost threw up… But I didn’t…… Continue reading MMA and Dane
I dunno why I haven't thought to mention this to Justin before... Ha, he may have seen it on my FB... But I dunno that he gets on enough to notice every post I write... so who knows... But Justin posted something about UFC yesterday and I thought "Huh, I don't think I mentioned to… Continue reading Well Fit
So get this, I'm not sure if I've previously made it clear on the blog that I live in a small town in Central Australia. I've been here a few years, but I also used to live here as a child. When I moved back, there was a certain level of expectation that I would… Continue reading The next year I changed
I mentioned Dane in passing during a conversation last night. I was discussing about what an ass I can be to my friends – in love… I’m an ass that acts out out of love… Haha. If I flick my middle finger at you, or call you dumb or any other derogatory term to your… Continue reading A really small gang
My post about Dane yesterday reminded me of a conversation we had a few years ago. I think I may have mentioned it in my first book, but I've checked in my blog history and it doesn't appear to have been mentioned here... So I figure I might as well tell you all about it.… Continue reading Followup: If I didn’t know better
This Easter I started thinking about Tennessee and getting nostalgic; I think mostly because of the connection to my old church and this gave me the strongest feelings regarding this particular event on the religious calendar. So what did I do? I started re-watching Nashville of course. My husband scoffs because the "accents don't sound… Continue reading If I didn’t know better