Happiness is a Warm Gun
Feb. 11th, 2002 08:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morrigirlHey there-
Well I got my Catch rejection letter today. My nonfiction piece that everyone absolutely loved was not accepted. I'm really upset. Everyone else I know who submitted got something in, Tina, Heather, Meghan, Ruby. All of them. Christopher was trying to comfort me today by telling me about how they only accept stuff that fits with their asthetic, which I know. I guess I was naive to think perhaps the merits of my writing would be enough to get me in. How dumb is that?
Went to the reading today though to show that I am a good sport. Heather was really good. She has grown so much as a writer. She did some really stupendous spoken word pieces. It makes me feel good that I was somehow a part of that, that maybe I helped to foster this beautiful passion of hers by exposing her to spoken word poetry :) I even sat through Marc's piece too. It was a story he wrote last year that I have read before. He was very nervous, had never read in front of an audience before, and it showed. His voice was very monotone and he never looked up from the page. A lot of people zoned out. It made me happy :)
And I had a good talk today with Clark. Bless his sweet little heart, he really made me feel a lot better. I went up to him in the computer lab and asked him for a hug because I've been having a bad weekend as we all know. And he asked if I wanted to go somewhere and talk about it. I said yeah but he made me promise to give him a back massage in exchange for his ear which I happily did.
So we went down to the pool room and sat on the couch and I just told him about all my shit. Kevin, Gayle, Wes, Catch, and he listened. And he told me how sexy and pretty I am, and how I have a nice personality, and that there is nothing wrong with me. He said the only problem he could find with me at the moment was how passive I am in dealing with other people's shit. I just take it and I shouldn't. But yeah it was nice. He hugged me and kissed my forehead and did all that nice stuff that he always does when I'm upset. Clark is yet another person I wish I could repay for being so tolerent of me. I wish he felt as comfortable approaching me when he is down as I do appraoching him. But if he isn't comfortable coming to me when he is depressed that's okay. I can understand why he wouldn't.
I look pretty today :) I must admit that. And I am getting loads of compliments on my outfit. I'm wearing my strappy black tank top, my calf length blue plaid skirt, and my bitch boots. And I'm wearing black lipstick. grrrr :) I'm hot I know that. Clark said so, Rob said so, and Moses said so with is eyes. It's just a difficult though to process and accept.
I don't feel like going to my radio show tonight so I got a sub. Goddess bless Cori Jeffrey! I should do homework but I prolly wont. Most likely will winde up over at Lindsey's. Maybe I can con her into watching Priscilla Queen of the Desert tonight. One can only hope.
Well I got my Catch rejection letter today. My nonfiction piece that everyone absolutely loved was not accepted. I'm really upset. Everyone else I know who submitted got something in, Tina, Heather, Meghan, Ruby. All of them. Christopher was trying to comfort me today by telling me about how they only accept stuff that fits with their asthetic, which I know. I guess I was naive to think perhaps the merits of my writing would be enough to get me in. How dumb is that?
Went to the reading today though to show that I am a good sport. Heather was really good. She has grown so much as a writer. She did some really stupendous spoken word pieces. It makes me feel good that I was somehow a part of that, that maybe I helped to foster this beautiful passion of hers by exposing her to spoken word poetry :) I even sat through Marc's piece too. It was a story he wrote last year that I have read before. He was very nervous, had never read in front of an audience before, and it showed. His voice was very monotone and he never looked up from the page. A lot of people zoned out. It made me happy :)
And I had a good talk today with Clark. Bless his sweet little heart, he really made me feel a lot better. I went up to him in the computer lab and asked him for a hug because I've been having a bad weekend as we all know. And he asked if I wanted to go somewhere and talk about it. I said yeah but he made me promise to give him a back massage in exchange for his ear which I happily did.
So we went down to the pool room and sat on the couch and I just told him about all my shit. Kevin, Gayle, Wes, Catch, and he listened. And he told me how sexy and pretty I am, and how I have a nice personality, and that there is nothing wrong with me. He said the only problem he could find with me at the moment was how passive I am in dealing with other people's shit. I just take it and I shouldn't. But yeah it was nice. He hugged me and kissed my forehead and did all that nice stuff that he always does when I'm upset. Clark is yet another person I wish I could repay for being so tolerent of me. I wish he felt as comfortable approaching me when he is down as I do appraoching him. But if he isn't comfortable coming to me when he is depressed that's okay. I can understand why he wouldn't.
I look pretty today :) I must admit that. And I am getting loads of compliments on my outfit. I'm wearing my strappy black tank top, my calf length blue plaid skirt, and my bitch boots. And I'm wearing black lipstick. grrrr :) I'm hot I know that. Clark said so, Rob said so, and Moses said so with is eyes. It's just a difficult though to process and accept.
I don't feel like going to my radio show tonight so I got a sub. Goddess bless Cori Jeffrey! I should do homework but I prolly wont. Most likely will winde up over at Lindsey's. Maybe I can con her into watching Priscilla Queen of the Desert tonight. One can only hope.
