it's only the 4th day of the year

...and I'm bored.

I've installed my 'Share on Tumblr' button permanently on the toolbar on my work computer because the thing I do most here is look at COOL slightly art-related images in order to keep my computer screen somewhat work-related here at the Walker. By the way, this is my tumblr (http://goshkristina.tumblr.com).

I am already bored with this entry.

I regret not keeping up with some people who changed my life back at Macalester. I regret that one relationship took over so much of my senior year. Some of this changed over the past summer, and I am incredibly, incredibly grateful for that. But I have, to my own chagrin, regenerated my old online diaries from 2003-2005 and I am sitting here, in the home office, cozy, pondering. Wondering if they are thinking about me in the same way.

2007:
good:

- graduating
- WAC
- Soap Factory
- making some $$
- ooh, it, feels good to be free
- mn summer
- moving to mpls
- lovin' mpls
- pink bike
- love-filled apartment
- home office

	[09 Sep 2007|10:41pm]
I alternate between sobbing and grinning ear to ear. My life is so exciting right now. I can do anything, I think? Or sometimes nothing, nothing at all, what was I thinking? I worry, then I want to draw and paint in colors. What what what? I should have known, with a boy like you, your middle name is "always." So that's fine.

duh

Computers are for desks!

There are things I'm trying to work out. Aren't there always things? But, it's like in the last month I see myself from the outside. I am analyzing without meaning to - I see why I felt the way I did about people, my actions, my feelings. It is overwhelming - all this insight that is building up in my chest. While I am generally ridiculously content with my life right now, I cannot help but want to tidy things up, fix them, but I've also learned that if I fret too much, if I take action instead of stirring things around first, tasting them, it just gets a lot messier.

I should be banned from ALL instant-gratification communicative technology.

It's time to live on paper.

iLike

i really like
large text
and
any artist
who uses large text
as art

I NEED TO GET STAMPS
ALSO A BUS CARD
PRESENTS FOR FAMILY

ahem

I quit my lame retail job after a month of work rather rashly last Friday. I hope this doesn't come back to haunt me. It shouldn't. But two days later I am worrying. Not only about personal repercussions but also feeling bad about up and leaving a place where a majority of the employees and the manager were pleasant and friendly. Somebody once told me that I always 'searched' for things to stress me out. That has haunted me since the day it happened. I think about it too much. But that's another thing I stress about - I'm just an unrelenting worrier in a viscous cycle. I want to get rid of that. I don't know what will. This is too personal for this blog. I don't owe anybody anything. I don't owe anybody anything.

In: Ambassador Squiggles
5 Min. Ago: Squeaky & Donut
Out: Prickley Pete

DISNEYLANDDDDDDDD

Oh my god. The Walker did this amazing show 10 years ago. I'm scouring these archives later.