Soon, I can do it and not give a shit
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angelakI want to get drunk, for no reason at all.
To leave the world just for one night -- and be merry with no worries or cares at all.
Fantasies.
My creative brain will not stop and my heart spins.
The trails of realities and those not revealed whirl around in the deepest part of my soul.
I know who I am.
I know where I'm at.
I still see the others and feel.
I have sold my beloved Camaro - to my brother.
In a year and a half it will help finance a trip to Europe. I'm still scared of going, and I don't know why.
I wish I could find family in Scotland. I know there's family there.
I feel nostalgic today. I feel vulnerable.
I feel relieved.
I feel at peace.
Most of all -- I want to get drunk, for no reason at all.
Maybe it was 7AM to 9PM at work ...
The concert was fabulous, though I didn't feel that I was at my best.
A bee crawled behind my battery and my camera and made me nervous for a while.
I kicked my tripod while shooting the audience.
I had to re-level the camera halfway through.
Other than that - it went smooth. I am far better at everything these days behind the camera.
I feel inspired.
I feel elated.
I feel alone.
I can hear the voices of me in all the realities around me....
I am not alone.
It was comfortable talking with James, the newest crew member. He's actually so very talented. I know this, because Tim offered him another gig to help with a parks piece. And he just is good. I like him. He's been a great help to me this year. Comrads. I love comrads. It makes me feel good; Tim told Judy he loves his crew this year.
That reflects me, too. I know I'm no professional. I know I've been learning as I've went for a few years now... I just love to help and I love the focus. It requires I turn off my brain and concentrate on direction and shots and the music and the band and staring at people and finding great shots and being steady and dextrous.
What can I say? I'm lost within me. I am not without.
And I fucking love Frou Frou.
I should call my man.
[Oh. And of course. I drooled on some hot guys who were taking down the set while I was cleaning up our equipment. Eeep.]
Speaking of men ;)
*blinks*
*drinks nothing at all*
-Angela
To leave the world just for one night -- and be merry with no worries or cares at all.
Fantasies.
My creative brain will not stop and my heart spins.
The trails of realities and those not revealed whirl around in the deepest part of my soul.
I know who I am.
I know where I'm at.
I still see the others and feel.
I have sold my beloved Camaro - to my brother.
In a year and a half it will help finance a trip to Europe. I'm still scared of going, and I don't know why.
I wish I could find family in Scotland. I know there's family there.
I feel nostalgic today. I feel vulnerable.
I feel relieved.
I feel at peace.
Most of all -- I want to get drunk, for no reason at all.
Maybe it was 7AM to 9PM at work ...
The concert was fabulous, though I didn't feel that I was at my best.
A bee crawled behind my battery and my camera and made me nervous for a while.
I kicked my tripod while shooting the audience.
I had to re-level the camera halfway through.
Other than that - it went smooth. I am far better at everything these days behind the camera.
I feel inspired.
I feel elated.
I feel alone.
I can hear the voices of me in all the realities around me....
I am not alone.
It was comfortable talking with James, the newest crew member. He's actually so very talented. I know this, because Tim offered him another gig to help with a parks piece. And he just is good. I like him. He's been a great help to me this year. Comrads. I love comrads. It makes me feel good; Tim told Judy he loves his crew this year.
That reflects me, too. I know I'm no professional. I know I've been learning as I've went for a few years now... I just love to help and I love the focus. It requires I turn off my brain and concentrate on direction and shots and the music and the band and staring at people and finding great shots and being steady and dextrous.
What can I say? I'm lost within me. I am not without.
And I fucking love Frou Frou.
I should call my man.
[Oh. And of course. I drooled on some hot guys who were taking down the set while I was cleaning up our equipment. Eeep.]
Speaking of men ;)
*blinks*
*drinks nothing at all*
-Angela
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Date: 2005-07-27 07:43 am (UTC);)
Date: 2005-07-27 02:38 pm (UTC)Drinking alone=not the best.
Thus the *drinks nothing at all* ;)
Fellow Frou Frou liker.
-Angela
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Date: 2005-07-27 03:30 pm (UTC)Are we talking actual physical drool here? As in liquid coming out of your mouth and landing on someone else's skin? *grins* It happens...
haha
Date: 2005-07-27 03:54 pm (UTC)Though when I had re-read this post, I pondered changing the wording, and decided it was funny so I left it :P
lol.
-Angela
Re: haha
Date: 2005-07-27 03:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-27 05:28 pm (UTC):)
Date: 2005-07-27 06:10 pm (UTC):D
-Angela
Re: :)
Date: 2005-07-27 06:45 pm (UTC)Re: :)
Date: 2005-07-27 06:48 pm (UTC)Re: :)
Date: 2005-07-27 07:06 pm (UTC):P
-Angela
Re: :)
Date: 2005-07-27 07:22 pm (UTC)Re: :)
Date: 2005-07-27 07:24 pm (UTC):)
The rest of those students in that class were incredibly uptight...
haha.
-Angela
Re: :)
Date: 2005-07-27 07:59 pm (UTC)Re: :)
Date: 2005-07-28 12:11 am (UTC)-Angela