i can't sleep.
at least i can eat.
and thinking isn't a problem.
or actually it is.
i can't stop thinking.
i'm doing what i hate most.
fretting.
fretting when i have absolutely no answers or ideas to help fix or alleviate the problem.
nice.
i'm having two bad weekends in a row.
then maybe things will look up.
hopefully.
hopefully by then i will have made some decisions and figured some things out.
oh god.
am i broke.
and what sucks is, i can't see it ending any time soon.
i'm going to be broke forever.
and it will be grand.
why do i always update when i can't sleep?
fuck that.
goodnight.
at least i can eat.
and thinking isn't a problem.
or actually it is.
i can't stop thinking.
i'm doing what i hate most.
fretting.
fretting when i have absolutely no answers or ideas to help fix or alleviate the problem.
nice.
i'm having two bad weekends in a row.
then maybe things will look up.
hopefully.
hopefully by then i will have made some decisions and figured some things out.
oh god.
am i broke.
and what sucks is, i can't see it ending any time soon.
i'm going to be broke forever.
and it will be grand.
why do i always update when i can't sleep?
fuck that.
goodnight.
JUN 12, 2005 12:30 AM
today..
today is over.
but it was my aunt's wedding.
it was grand fun.
i got to be an artist, a designer, a dishwasher, a bartender and a personal assistant.
all while wearing heels and a shirt i felt my boobs were falling out of.
hey.
at least my grannie liked it.
JUN 13, 2005 12:28 AM
JUN 13, 2005 11:14 AM
the boobs falling out of the shirt didn't bother me.
just amused me.
because that doesn't usually happen with me.
boobs are fun.
and squishy.
JUN 14, 2005 12:18 PM
JUN 14, 2005 03:00 PM
