When I was an angsty teenager, I wrote a poem that went something like,
"The aliens have landed inside of my head.
Nothing can be done and nothing can be said."
I still have no idea what it means, but when my head fills up with crap, that phrase floats around my thoughts like a banner on the back of a aeroplane.
My head is once again full of crap, so I thought I'd unload some of it before filling it up again - it's also a good way for me to procrastinate.
Well, I have been a little bit busy lately. I whinged and complained to anyone who'd listen about needing some more work and I got it. Be careful what you wish for, folks, you just might get it.
It's physical, which I like, but it gives me far too much time to think. The other day I was painting pointless beams that run from a garage to a house and do absolutely nothing and getting cranky at the homeowner's obsession with prickly creeping vines, when all the bad things that have ever happened to me bombarded my brain.
I got angry and upset before my self-esteem plummeted. It was so random, I have no idea what triggered it, but by the end of it I was convinced I was a fugly and stupid waste of oxygen. Then, as I was driving home, cars kept flashing their headlights at me to warm me of a sneaky cop speed trap and then the random 'waaah-waaah' session evaporated and I felt normal again. It was like the random light-flashers cared enough about me to warm me and that seemed to make everything OK. Even though I was nothing to them.
I've been getting constant headaches lately, as well. I'm not sure if they are due to my shitty computer posture, too much time in the sun or the fact my mop of hair has reached that stage of unmanagability where it sits heavy on my head when I pull it back. Haircut this week, fo' sho'.
I am UBER excited about my trip. Only 62 days! Everything is booked and paid for except for some day tours I might do in between my tours.
I've gone through my tour itineraries so many times they're becoming dog-eared, but I can't help it. It will be really interesting to see if the world does end on the 22nd December, because I'll be over there where the whole "2012" thing started. To be exact, on the 22nd December I'll be in Colca-Canyon in Peru. Which is more an Incan locale than a Mayan one, but close enough.
On Christmas day I'll be in a place called "Puno". We will be one a homestay where we stay overnight on an island called "Amantani". The itinerary warns us of the very basic living conditions we'll experience; periodic electricity and bathroom facilities that are supposedly "not the best".
New years eve will be spent on third day of the Inca Trek. Apparently I'll be walking 15kms at 2450m above sea level, which means new years day will be spent at Machu Picchu. I am so excited to be bringing in the new year (if the world hasn't ended) at Machu Picchu. Sure beats what I did last Christmas and new year. Last Christmas was spent lying around on the couch with a mad hangover and new years I laid around on the couch with Nugget and a book about Incan ruins, as it happens.
But before all that happens I have to get through my final two uni subjects. I hate them oh so much. They are so full-on. One subject wants us to write weekly articles (only 100 words, but must include interviews) and 100-300 word discussion board posts which must be fully referenced..blah, blah, blah. It's like they want me to use my brain or something.
I have been enjoying re-watching Stargate SG1. It's such a cheesy show full of so many plot holes, but I love the concept. And Richard Dean Anderson.
On top of all this, we adopted a dog called Angus. He's very cute, but it's been a bit of a headache integrating him into our routine and the other dogs' routines. I love my doggies so much and I think Ruby can tell time. If the time has passed walking time Ruby sits and stares at me, just to let me know she knows what time it is and she expects to be walked. Walk time is the highlight of their day. I wish it was the highlight of mine.
Well, I think that's mostly everything off my mind. Maybe I can concentrate on these uni readings now.
"The aliens have landed inside of my head.
Nothing can be done and nothing can be said."
I still have no idea what it means, but when my head fills up with crap, that phrase floats around my thoughts like a banner on the back of a aeroplane.
My head is once again full of crap, so I thought I'd unload some of it before filling it up again - it's also a good way for me to procrastinate.
Well, I have been a little bit busy lately. I whinged and complained to anyone who'd listen about needing some more work and I got it. Be careful what you wish for, folks, you just might get it.
It's physical, which I like, but it gives me far too much time to think. The other day I was painting pointless beams that run from a garage to a house and do absolutely nothing and getting cranky at the homeowner's obsession with prickly creeping vines, when all the bad things that have ever happened to me bombarded my brain.
I got angry and upset before my self-esteem plummeted. It was so random, I have no idea what triggered it, but by the end of it I was convinced I was a fugly and stupid waste of oxygen. Then, as I was driving home, cars kept flashing their headlights at me to warm me of a sneaky cop speed trap and then the random 'waaah-waaah' session evaporated and I felt normal again. It was like the random light-flashers cared enough about me to warm me and that seemed to make everything OK. Even though I was nothing to them.
I've been getting constant headaches lately, as well. I'm not sure if they are due to my shitty computer posture, too much time in the sun or the fact my mop of hair has reached that stage of unmanagability where it sits heavy on my head when I pull it back. Haircut this week, fo' sho'.
I am UBER excited about my trip. Only 62 days! Everything is booked and paid for except for some day tours I might do in between my tours.
I've gone through my tour itineraries so many times they're becoming dog-eared, but I can't help it. It will be really interesting to see if the world does end on the 22nd December, because I'll be over there where the whole "2012" thing started. To be exact, on the 22nd December I'll be in Colca-Canyon in Peru. Which is more an Incan locale than a Mayan one, but close enough.
On Christmas day I'll be in a place called "Puno". We will be one a homestay where we stay overnight on an island called "Amantani". The itinerary warns us of the very basic living conditions we'll experience; periodic electricity and bathroom facilities that are supposedly "not the best".
New years eve will be spent on third day of the Inca Trek. Apparently I'll be walking 15kms at 2450m above sea level, which means new years day will be spent at Machu Picchu. I am so excited to be bringing in the new year (if the world hasn't ended) at Machu Picchu. Sure beats what I did last Christmas and new year. Last Christmas was spent lying around on the couch with a mad hangover and new years I laid around on the couch with Nugget and a book about Incan ruins, as it happens.
But before all that happens I have to get through my final two uni subjects. I hate them oh so much. They are so full-on. One subject wants us to write weekly articles (only 100 words, but must include interviews) and 100-300 word discussion board posts which must be fully referenced..blah, blah, blah. It's like they want me to use my brain or something.
I have been enjoying re-watching Stargate SG1. It's such a cheesy show full of so many plot holes, but I love the concept. And Richard Dean Anderson.
On top of all this, we adopted a dog called Angus. He's very cute, but it's been a bit of a headache integrating him into our routine and the other dogs' routines. I love my doggies so much and I think Ruby can tell time. If the time has passed walking time Ruby sits and stares at me, just to let me know she knows what time it is and she expects to be walked. Walk time is the highlight of their day. I wish it was the highlight of mine.
Well, I think that's mostly everything off my mind. Maybe I can concentrate on these uni readings now.
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