Vortexia's Secret

i'm tired, so i'll keep this quick. i'm realizing that my memory ain't so great. well, i already knew that, but it's really bad. i can often remember either a person's face but not recall their name, or remember the name and can't put a face with it in my mind. i also forget details of things that happened... sometimes i'll remember all the little details of something, and other times i forget key pieces.

tonight was a little rough. talked about the mentor, and then proceeded to watch the two episodes of scrubs, both of which dealt with loved ones passing. man, talk about a sob fest. but i also heard something valuable... "nothing worth having comes easily." i've heard it many times before, but it really struck me tonight. not only that grieving isn't an easy process, but also that the relationship with mayhem may be tough going at times, but it's worth working at. things are generally either cloud-nine-wonderful, or frustrating-as-hell. but i guess having such good times makes those frustrating moments really stand out in stark contrast, when really they need to be kept in perspective as being small compared to the goodness of the relationship. see that? somehow i created seamless transitions from grieving my mentor to television to sage relationship insight. to quote mayhem, "i know, i'm the shit." (which is, by the way, just a joke. or i hope it is... i always start laughing after he says that. just kidding, it really is a joke!)

ok, nighty night. here's to hoping that my eyes aren't all puffy and sensitive tomorrow. oh yeah, and i have to pack the second i get home tomorrow so i can leave town... again. i know. i swear i still live here. and one of these days i'll be able to remember what spending an entire week not creating outfits out of things thrown into a suitcase is like. i hate living out of a suitcase. i truly feel for people who travel constantly. ugh. anyway, another extended weekend away from my home sweet home.