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Feb. 25th, 2011 11:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
OH GOD HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY
jazzy_peaches!!!! I realized I had forgotten on Tuesday, and I was like "I HAVE TO FIX THIS" and then I forgot again because I'm basically a monster. I think you're an amazing person whose extraordinary cheer and vibrant nature is always inspiring to me. I wish you a wonderful year with wonderful things and wonderful students. <3
I have a "story" to tell, but that's for it's own entry. It's own, terrible, twisted entry. Stay tuned for that.
Here instead, is part 2 of that meme.

ENVY
1. A job that doesn't make me feel like a useless, unintelligent jerk who will never amount to anything.
2. Also a job that pays decently, but that's sort of included in the above. Also benefits of any kind would be nice. Some of my friends have jobs that they love, that involve their interests, and I'm so proud of them but so envious. I wonder what it would be like to have that.
3. Time and money to travel and see my friends and family.
4. I envy the well-adjusted, who let things roll of their backs and don't get bogged down by bad things. I wish I could do that. I wish I could be less sulky a lot of the time.
5. To not be so afraid of my own writing. And bouncing off that, the ideas, the creative fearlessness that so many of my friends seem to possess. I wish I could write as many stories, come up with as many plots, ever had ideas or ever wanted to draw anything.
6. A cleaner world and the ability to afford to live a more organic lifestyle.
7. To not have to take heartburn medication every day for the rest of my life.
I've spent nearly four hours working on collections stuff today and I'm not even done. So many letters this week. Uugughghh.
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I have a "story" to tell, but that's for it's own entry. It's own, terrible, twisted entry. Stay tuned for that.
Here instead, is part 2 of that meme.

ENVY
1. A job that doesn't make me feel like a useless, unintelligent jerk who will never amount to anything.
2. Also a job that pays decently, but that's sort of included in the above. Also benefits of any kind would be nice. Some of my friends have jobs that they love, that involve their interests, and I'm so proud of them but so envious. I wonder what it would be like to have that.
3. Time and money to travel and see my friends and family.
4. I envy the well-adjusted, who let things roll of their backs and don't get bogged down by bad things. I wish I could do that. I wish I could be less sulky a lot of the time.
5. To not be so afraid of my own writing. And bouncing off that, the ideas, the creative fearlessness that so many of my friends seem to possess. I wish I could write as many stories, come up with as many plots, ever had ideas or ever wanted to draw anything.
6. A cleaner world and the ability to afford to live a more organic lifestyle.
7. To not have to take heartburn medication every day for the rest of my life.
I've spent nearly four hours working on collections stuff today and I'm not even done. So many letters this week. Uugughghh.