Current status. (Taken with instagram)
I look like hell today. As opposed to the other days when I merely look like heck.
At least my hair looks awesome.
Ain’t no party like a…
Oh the hell with it.
Not quite ready for it to be over GPOY
I had been sitting for about seven seconds when he climbed up and went right to sleep. So, happy Christmas Eve Eve from Thor and myself.
Sunday night GPOY. Wish I felt like smiling a bit more. Stupid headache.
Taken with instagram
This scarf looked so much more comfy and warm on Etsy, you guys.
I had some time to kill before date night kicked off last night.
I’ve felt off lately. Off kilter, off center, just sort of off. It’s no one’s fault, there aren’t really solutions for it, it’s just been my feeling internally. I’m sure the armchair psychologists would say, oh, it’s the holiday season coupled with your birthday coupled with a transitional year, and that’s all well and good, but I’m not sold on all that being why. I think, for me, the learning and maturing process will be ongoing forever. I guess it’s good to sort of feel incomplete at times, like yeah, you’ve filled in the edges and part of the middle, but you can’t seem to fill in the jigsaw completely. I don’t know that feeling off is a bad thing, either. I don’t expect to feel right all the time, and I’m sure that due to the cyclical nature of the moon and the tides and how the druids dance around Stonehenge things will turn around again.
So while I’m waiting for that to happen, I’ll take goofy Photo Booth snaps while waiting for date night. You do therapy your way, I’ll keep to mine, thanks.
Flaws. I got’em.
Thor and I are unsure of this Friday’s awesomeness level.
It's kind of all over the place. It's casual. It's scruffy.
