Mar. 9th, 2011

Decade meme

Mar. 9th, 2011 11:14 am
deathpixie: (finding my way)
Grabbed from [livejournal.com profile] dexfarkin.

2011: The year of my 41st birthday. I'm living in Canada with roomie [livejournal.com profile] dexfarkin and working for the Ontario government as a legal assistant. I'm in therapy and on medication for depression. Life has its ups and downs, but despite the downs, I feel like I'm living my life for myself.

2001: The year my twelve-year relationship ended. I was living in Wodonga, a country town, working part time and trying desperately to deal with the fact my life - and all my plans and expectations - had fallen apart. I felt like a failure, most of the time. Also, my second [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] and Walkabout.

1991: Almost twenty-one and in my third year of university, just about to celebrate my second anniversary with the guy I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was living in a share house with two other girls in Brunswick and I was studying psychology, with two medical-type classes that were fascinating but too science-based for me. I would eventually barely pass both and drop my grade average down. I was also studying criminology, to make up a failed second year class, and loving it.

1981: The year we moved to the farm. We lived in my great-grandparents' house while our place was being built - I had a funny little lean-to room in the back that was long and narrow, and I loved because it was away from the rest of the house. I had just started high school that year and had three best friends - Jenny, Diana and Carolyn. The summer before school started in March was spent painting gates and sheds and water tanks on our property, and I had flecks of khaki green paint in my hair on that first day of school.

1971: I was one year old and we were living on an Army base in Seymour. In another three months Mum would be pregnant with my younger brother, born in February 1972.

Also...

Mar. 9th, 2011 11:55 am
deathpixie: (question your reality)
Made it to work this morning. The problem with upping medication is you're revisited by the Spirit of Side Effects Past. In my case, nausea and extreme drowsiness. So yeah, I've called in sick the past two days, since I actually managed to sleep through several alarms. I got in today, by virtue of my roommate physically waking me up and a lot of self-motivation in the form of "do you want to lose your job? get up, you lazy baggage", and while I could quite happily go to sleep under my desk, I'm here.

Besides, I couldn't handle another day of being bored at home. ;) Fortunately, the workapocalypse seems to be minimal.

It's snowing. I so have the wrong shoes on today. These ones have no grip whatsoever. Bah.

Aw.

Mar. 9th, 2011 08:22 pm
deathpixie: (flying free)
[Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] just came by and dropped off leftovers for me to have for lunch tomorrow. Take that, Captain!

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