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lyricalityHello all, I am alive, yay.
Yesterday I turned thirty, and I ran around flailing and wondering what I've been doing with my life and what I mean to continue doing with my life and auuuuuuugh. Well, actually I've been doing that for the last three months. Yesterday, I just went to work and then came home and washed my sheets and then my mother and I went out for ice cream, haa.
I really don't have much reason to worry about myself, except that I never quite saw myself living in my parents' basement at thirty. That's a conscious choice, though, because I'm not exactly involved with anyone and I would rather not live by myself. I've done that before and I started to feel isolated and weird. o.@ *meow* My job is good, because they switched me over to another position in another building entirely (at the same rate of pay), and all of the things that were making me miserable have changed for the better. I have benefits, a reasonable amount of security, and I'm paying into PERA, which is fabulous. But I feel as if I'm not doing anything very worthwhile with my 'free' time--not writing enough, not drawing enough, not really getting enough sleep....blah. I need to organize my life.
Definitely going to do NaNo this year, or I'll never get any writing done at all. Now I just need to decide whether to write about aliens. Or dragons. Or vampires. o___O
Yesterday I turned thirty, and I ran around flailing and wondering what I've been doing with my life and what I mean to continue doing with my life and auuuuuuugh. Well, actually I've been doing that for the last three months. Yesterday, I just went to work and then came home and washed my sheets and then my mother and I went out for ice cream, haa.
I really don't have much reason to worry about myself, except that I never quite saw myself living in my parents' basement at thirty. That's a conscious choice, though, because I'm not exactly involved with anyone and I would rather not live by myself. I've done that before and I started to feel isolated and weird. o.@ *meow* My job is good, because they switched me over to another position in another building entirely (at the same rate of pay), and all of the things that were making me miserable have changed for the better. I have benefits, a reasonable amount of security, and I'm paying into PERA, which is fabulous. But I feel as if I'm not doing anything very worthwhile with my 'free' time--not writing enough, not drawing enough, not really getting enough sleep....blah. I need to organize my life.
Definitely going to do NaNo this year, or I'll never get any writing done at all. Now I just need to decide whether to write about aliens. Or dragons. Or vampires. o___O
