bernie's Life List
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1. Be overfilled with the joys of life, daily, and have the good sense to know
2 entries . 30 cheers8 people -
2. actually learn to play my guitar
1 entry . 16 cheers542 people -
3. become fluent in Spanish
1 entry . 9 cheers1,927 people -
4. Get a breast reduction.
1 entry . 14 cheers152 people -
5. Live in another country
1 entry . 11 cheers1,483 people -
6. find a job that i love and be well paid for it
3 entries . 12 cheers326 people -
7. learn how to blow glass
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8. learn to belly dance
2 entries . 13 cheers2,299 people -
9. go on a road trip with no predetermined destination
2 entries . 9 cheers18,607 people -
10. show my work in a gallery
1 entry . 8 cheers140 people -
11. Design some fun and/or funky t-shirts
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12. have a minion
2 entries . 7 cheers4 people -
13. Make cuddling a frequent part of my life :)
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14. Attend Dragoncon
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15. Go on an archaeological dig
1 entry . 3 cheers134 people -
16. Take a train ride
6 cheers27 people -
17. Meet Ellie! :)
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18. Do a better job staying in touch with family and friends, old and new
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19. Take pics in all my threadless shirts
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20. throw a party! Or at least have a small get together.
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21. Get back to doing some f*cking art already
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22. Remember there's a reason some folks aren't in my life anymore.
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23. Minimize existing clutter and excess possessions
1 entry . 5 cheers406 people -
24. Declutter, this weekend!
1 person
Recent entries
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10 months ago
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.
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11 months ago
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.
