i am talented. i am beautiful. im a good cook. i bake deliciouses treats to share. i am an artist. i am a passionate and caring lover, a good friend. i am a hard worker. i make amazing cocktails. i can find a bargin like nobody's busines. i give wonderful and creative gifts. i have an amazing body, i'm fun to be with. i'm good to cuddle with. i'm giving. i'm inventive. i like dumb puns. i am not high maintenance. i enjoy the simple things in life and see/take joy in the beauty around me. though i don't have a lot to say but i will listen forever. i am compassionate and loving.
Pink, Mama Lisa, baby squirrel, Papa, mutha hen, sunshine, the queen of hearts, millie, miss mussy.
i suppose over the past little while i have been thinking about myself. how i portray myself. the things listed above are things about me that i like and i think make me an interesting person. i dunno. i was thinking about it yesterday at work. there are many things that most people don't know about me. most of the time i think nothing of myself. i am what i am and thus do what i do. there are times when i think i am wonderful ,and amazing... however i also think i am terribly boring and nothing special. though that kind of thinking is just like me. never can keep my mind straight on things.
well apparently i am special. but how i do not know.
haughh .... well that is enough of that garbage. let me tell you about my walk. it was Sunday. and i had been cooped up two days previously. so i decided to burn off a little engery and go for a walk to get some coffee. i thought perhaps i would sit and read a book. however when i got there, i found i needed to walk more. so i started to head downtown on the highway. i was sunny but fucking cold. i had my music thought and was in good spirits. i thought about many things, and was at peace with them. i decided that enough was enough , i would acquire a taste for wine... so i can be classy and stuff. i decided to head down to port place mall to the bc liquor store. on my way i went along the sea wall. there where a few familes. some old men walked dogs, who i smiled a. they smiled back and went on their way. it made me happy making someone else smile. i notice there where many old couples walking together. i wondered if people in out time will make it that far? how many of us, if we choose to get married will stay together until we die. times are different now right. i dunno.
anyways so i continued along the seawall, past the port and up to the mall where i discovered that the liquor store was closed. oh well i don;t really need the wine anyways. i baught myself a piece of chicken for a snack. then looked at the art in the little gallery. i can paint equally as good if not better than those artists. i wish i could just paint , and make things, and be an artist. i think one day i will be able to. i continued on my way. past the casino, past acme and pirate chips. up past the keg, delicato's and into the old city quarter. i stopped into that new age shop and baught some really nice candles and insents. and then into a fugdge/ chocoalte shop. and baught some deliciouse dark chocolate almond bark. tasia texted me to i headed home. on my way just past the oxy, was a sign. it read" come try our B.C. wines" so i said "alright. so i picked up a bottle and started back on my way. i felt very good. it was like i knew what was up. i was confident and cheerful. i walked through a park, and took a turn on a merry go round. i felt like a character in a movie. the brilliant, artsy, spontaniouse girl that the leading man falls for.
when i returned home tasia came to hang out shortly after. i started to drink my wine which was not that bad. i will buy it again. later that night tasia, laura and i went to see atonement. which was something. something i cannot describe.
i finished my bottle after the movie. hah it was a satisfying day.
the next day , tasia and i tried out taste at beer. that did not go so badly either. thought i am much to tired of typing at the moment to type it out.
capture the moments that i can. enjoy what there is i can enjoy. time will bring what i am missing. times like this do not last forever.
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beer is good stuff...just dont by the cheap stuff that i do...but thats just cause i be poor...:P
You are awesome. You are beautiful.
You are Baby Squirrel, extraordinaire!
Love love!
agreed
sounds like the best of times
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