I have two rants today. One will be babble about myself, the other about people my age…HA! HA! I will start with myself (so there!)
Yesterday, oh my… I was *blech*, *blah*, and *hurumph*. I was thinking I’m going to have to ask my friends to kick my butt because I was really kind of – not inspired. (Maybe I just needed some sleep?) I don’t know? But at the moment…when I woke up this morning – I felt so good. = I sew. = I think you all know that if you need some curtains I could help you out…I got the Queequeg shirts done. Before today I was ready to bash my sewing machine into a mechanical mess. I just couldn’t sew! Now, At this moment I am yearning to wrap myself in fabric and thread.
I didn’t really want to write (not that I conjure words like Jeremy or Christian anyway but still!) – I didn’t want to even look at all my pretty markers, pens, and paint… I normally adore paper and I was ready to put my nice expensive paper on the floor…for my dogs… if you have dogs you’ll know what I mean. - - - I am so ready to go art iNsAnE. I am in an awesome mood….I’m fucking euphoric…why? Who the hell knows but I’m going to stop questioning it. I think I’m going to sew Samantha, my American Girl doll, her Gryffindor (Harry Potter for all you muggles,) uniform. I just need some dark grey fabric! That doll has a more interesting wardrobe that me. Any whoo!!!

Lethargic and listless – say goodbye!
…what kind of magic spell to use? Slime and snails – or puppy dog tails – thunder or lightning… but baby said…..dance, Magic dance, Magic dance….. (<- that’s from Labyrinth *hee hee hee*)

*GLURP* ~ RANT TWO!
I was elevator hopping with a bunch of people in their 80’s. They were cracking jokes and commenting cheerfully and playing around… I was having a great time with these blue hairs. (I can say that cause I have two different colors of blue hair dye so I can be a blue hair as well.)
When I hang out with people closer to my own age, all most of them ever talk about is being depressed – “I’m sooo angst…”
He loves me not.
I can’t. I can’t.
Let’s drown are sorrows…
Good lord people! Give it up! How old are you? Twenty one, Twenty two? These should be the best years of your life! Do you honestly HONESTLY think you have it that bad? Get off your ass and get out there and use the gifts that god gave you! All the people I know are wonderful, beautiful, talented – fucking creative people… what are they doing with all that gloriousness…. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! It’s okay to be happy! I’m happy just because I know these amazing people. We may not be best friends but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t help you out if you asked. I see all this brilliance going to WASTE! People don’t change unless they want to so – I’m just wasting my typing skills on all this but I would love to see more happier people my age running around. If I’m in a elevator with people my age… they look like they would rather bite my head off than crack a smile….heathens!
Lighten – the hell – up.
What ever situation your is – it could be worse – I’m not saying your situation isn’t important… I’m just saying, do you really think it’s that bad?...really?...