Updatery
I am tired. Still. Was that debate not fucked up? Srsly? This was pretty much how I felt about it too, John.
I have to work on Saturday. I don’t want to. I want to go to Chicago with MyTodd™ for Tony’s party. Bullshit and bad luck that I have to work two weekend days a year and this is one of them. There is a cool-sounding party/art show at the Koken Art Factory, and that’s so close to me and I have always wanted to go there. Can’t see myself wanting to drag my carcass out (and dressed up even) after my day on Saturday, but maybe I will force myself. I don’t know. Maybe.
I’ve been steady having my feelings hurt all week it seems, and I need to quit it, but I can’t. Maybe I am over-sensitive, maybe people are just real doucheholes, but I just feel a little raw and out-there and crazy this week. Surely everyone can’t spend all their time just hating me though, right? At some point they must have errands to run or dinner to cook or other things to do which would cut into the time they could spend showering me with disdain.
Ummm, that’s all I think. Everyone is sucky, my life makes me mental, I am sick and tired, I am not doing half of what I need to be doing, everyone else has it all figured out and they’re doing it all WAY BETTER THAN ME and otherwise things continue as normal.
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