bernie's Life List
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1. Be overfilled with the joys of life, daily, and have the good sense to know
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2. actually learn to play my guitar
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3. become fluent in Spanish
1 entry . 9 cheers2,375 people -
4. Get a breast reduction.
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5. Live in another country
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6. find a job that i love and be well paid for it
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7. learn how to blow glass
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8. learn to belly dance
2 entries . 13 cheers2,374 people -
9. go on a road trip with no predetermined destination
2 entries . 8 cheers21,231 people -
10. show my work in a gallery
1 entry . 8 cheers135 people -
11. Design some fun and/or funky t-shirts
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12. Get back to doing some f*cking art already
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13. have a minion
2 entries . 4 cheers5 people -
14. Minimize existing clutter and excess possessions
1 entry . 5 cheers412 people -
15. Take a train ride
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16. Declutter, this weekend!
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17. Take pics in all my threadless shirts
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18. throw a party! Or at least have a small get together.
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19. Make cuddling a frequent part of my life :)
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20. Attend Dragoncon
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21. Remember there's a reason some folks aren't in my life anymore.
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22. Meet Ellie! :)
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23. Do a better job staying in touch with family and friends, old and new
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24. Go on an archaeological dig
1 entry . 3 cheers149 people
Recent entries
I’m the worst with this but really need to shape up. Family is hard because my mom was mostly my family. I’d see my aunts, uncles and cousins occasionally but never made that much of an effort. Friends, I’ve never been someone who had a ton of friends but didn’t do a good job of keeping in touch with even the ones I considered close friends. Like I said, I need to shape up.
I spent today in seclusion, hiding behind texts and avoiding phone calls. Trying to push thoughts of the last couple of years out of my head was futile. This is my first Christmas since Mom died and spending the day wishing for things that cannot be didn’t change a thing, and let me with puffy eyes. What can I say? The masochist in me visited for the holiday.
