I’m tired.
Tired of bad dreams…
Tired of being too afraid to fall asleep.
Tired of being tired.

I’m tired.

Tired of bad dreams…

Tired of being too afraid to fall asleep.

Tired of being tired.

(Source: yupperydoodles)

8/22/2011, Oklahoma

Staying with my boyfriend’s folks for a bit while we look for our own place.

Sushi Night

After a fourty-five minute trip to the Asian market in Oklahoma City, I was ready to roll my first sushi rolls with the boyfriend. I worked at various sushi restaurants, four to be exact, so believe me, I have seen some rolls. I knew all about how the chefs made them, how to keep cucumbers, how to slice avocados, how to make the sauce. Every awesome trick in the book - I just had never rolled one before.

We bought some sushi rice, seaweed, crab, cream cheese, and cucumber, as well as some fun Asian snacks for the ride home. We dropped by storage to look for the sushi mats, but failed to find them so we ended up using damp washcloths instead. After my sushi-rolling expert boyfriend showed me how to roll, we made a few standard, crab-avo, crab-cucumber-avo, etc rolls. We ended up being experimental and put slices of hard-boiled egg and cooked bacon in some, which wasn’t bad, although you couldn’t really taste the egg.

All in all, it was a great first-time experience that was able to share with my boyfriend. I’m a very lucky guy.

What was the most recent dream you can recall as best you can?

Ugh I have to start off by saying that for months and months and months, I have not had a good/decent dream. They are either nightmares or dreams where I am back with exes and I wake up feeling awful. :/

Last night I dreamt I was at a beautiful resort, I suppose a convention was going on. I had hooked back up with my ex gf which felt good, there were some assholes I got to beat the shit out of for lookin at her n stuff.

I woke up from the dream feeling awful as always. I love my boyfriend more than anything so I get upset when I am haunted by lovers of the past.

‎This was taken Friday, ‎May ‎27, ‎2011 around 11:30PM

A funny thing about this time in my life. I was 4 months into a new relationship with a fantastic guy. We were living in my home state, California, in a really expensive apartment. I had just gotten back from hanging out with my grandmother after work, something I did most every Friday and something that I miss very much. But more on that later..

When I got home, I took a shower and decided to snap a series of pictures for my boyfriend. We had originally met on the internet, so I was trying to bring back some of the nostalgia of cute, sexy boys in photos.

Did it work?