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I've found that the more sad or depressed I am, the more I can't sleep. How queer. Spent the night tossing and turning, and when I finally *did* sleep, I would wake up every 10-20 mins or so. I finally gave up around 4am and just got up. I rearragned my closet, cleaned the bathroom, rearranged my DVDs...anything and everything to avoid going back to bed. I really should have baked the bread I need to get done, but..I just didn't feel like it....that, and I didn't want to make up mom and greg. Lord forbid I wake up anyone other then Brutus. I've been toying with a certain proposition. Angie has a spare room up in TN, and has been needling me to move up there. Maybe...maybe I should. What does Florida hold for me anymore? Good memories turned sour with death, undulating moods of happiness quickly to be turned bad by thinking of things. Maybe if I got a fresh start....perhaps that would be better. Why drag down people when I could let them live life to the fullest without me being a burden? Dunno. It's not like it would happen next week or something, but I've been tossing around the idea, and I like it alot so far, and it's really just a matter of deciding. Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: Lamb - Please
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The past 6 days have been busy. My birthday, then Grandpa's 88th yesterday...even though he's dead I still wished him a happy one. It was hard going through a birthday without him to remind me I was getting one more year older. I miss him a lot. I decided to lose weight. I joined SparkPeople.com, and last night I walked for about 15 mins. No, it wasn't a long walk by any means, but I was really out of breath by the time I was home, and Brutus was panting like a mofo, so....it was a start. I want to lose the weight, and the only way I'm going to do as such is to focus on it, and take it one day at a time. I want to be down 50 pounds by Oct 1st next year. That gives me a little under a year. I think I can achieve it, and then when I lose that weight, I'm going to buy some new outfits for the Cruise (Nov 1st). If I can dream it, I can achieve it. Current Mood: chipper
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Allison: I LOVED Dragon-Con Ina: -.- I loathe you two Jace: awwww don't be like that Allison: And if you were with us it would have been better! Jace: tons more! we promise! Allison: Though admittedly, the Kilt Blowing was quite fun Ina: -stare- You bastards! Jace: well, we sorta saw it by ACCIDENT Ina: DO NOT LIIIIIIIE! Allison: Awwwwwwwwwww, sweetie, we took pics for you! Ina: -perk!- Jace: and for me! Allison: ::eye roll:: what a fag Ina: LMAO Jace: yeah AND?! Ina: Lemme SEEEEEEEEEEE Allison: Already posted on my facebook Ina: -prances off- brb must see the Hilarity Jace: make sure you look for the guy with the leather kilt, mmmmm he was so nummy Allison: He made me all tickley in my no no place Ina: -DIES- you sick pervert Ina: Oh....well....I can....see....that... -hard stare, cough- Allison: Am I justified? Jace: lol I don't think you're going to get an answer Ina: Hush, I have some self control, UNLIKE YOU! -wipes drool- Allison: ROFL Current Mood: devious Current Music: Blue by APC
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Found a possible apartment, it's 499 a month, for a 1 bed 1 bath. Liked the looks of it. Still looking for a job closer to home - though I applied for Pinellas County 911 operator job - it starts out at 25,000 a year - more then what I'm making now. Tomorrow is Grandpa's memorial service, and then on Thursday we do the funeral. I'm more at peace with his death then I was a few days ago, and while I know that it was the right thing to do by encouraging him and telling him it was his time to go, I still feel a twinge of guilt. Should I have told him to stay and fight? Would he have? Life is full of what-if's and what-could-have-been's. I said my peace with him weeks before, and knew on some level that it would be ending soon. I just wish it hadn't ended as soon. While we're up at Bushnell, Amanda, Randy, Jacob and I are going to visit my dad's and grandma's graves. Haven't been ready to fully let grandma go, and though I still carry a lot of guilt about her, and what happened the last month or so of her life, I think it's time to let her go as well. Daddy's grave, well....I still cry for him once in awhile, though he's been dead for almost 20 years. I guess that's all I have to say, just have had a lot on my mind, and I'm still adament about moving out. I just don't feel right here. Greg is a dick, and he's getting worse by the day. I always try to make sure I don't stop on his toes and I pay him as much as I possibly can every week, but I won't be subject to verbal and emotional abuse. Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: Loser by Static-X
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Grandpa died today. At 1:05pm, I held his hand, and whispered that we all loved him and that it was ok. It was ok to died, to let go. It looked as though he nodded, and slowly declined. He gave his last breath, and I was there, feeling as though I was ushering death in. Is that what I am? What the Goddess and God have made me into? An usher of death? Why is it that I'm stronger then most in my family when it comes to death? Because I've been here for it? Because even when I was a child, I was the strong one, when my father died, when grandma died, when aaron died, and now, when grandpa died. I feel empty. Like I should have told him to fight, to hang on. I just...wish....I did something different. Current Mood: depressed
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I have to work today :( Not only today, but tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after that....I work 6 days straight this week. I'm not happy =\ Though the paycheck should be nice, I just..don't...wanna work. For whatever reason I feel like shit. I need to make lots more then what I do, and no matter where I apply, I absolutely cannot seem to find a job that pays more then 7.75 an hour. And the jobs I do apply for (in which I'm qualified for, mind you), I get no call back, or any type of response. I mean, wtf? Seriously? I NEED MONEY! I need to get the hell out of my moms house, as well. I planned on being out by November, and it's already September. Not good at all :( Ontop of that, mom came back from the cruise, and she had an awesome time. I miss not going on a cruise every year, and it pisses me off that I wasn't able to go this year. Next year I'm most definately going, even if I have to kill someone to get the money to pay for everything. I neeeeeeed to go. Current Mood: aggravated Current Music: Led Zeppelin - The Rain Song
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