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8/21/2005 It's so unbelievably hard not to be going back to school for the first time EVER. Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming... posted 11:45 PM / post / view (3) 8/13/2005 Sometimes when I'm up at 5 in the morning I get hyper and walk around talking to myself. Or the cat. Or imaginary people who I think might be watching me. Bet you guys didn't know that. The only useful purpose this appears to serve is that I come up with the random good idea. Which I just did. In the middle of the half-hearted crisis of what the fuck am I doing with my life and when am I going to finish unpacking the apartment and decorate and how am I going to design these five million websites I currently have going and when am I going to find a real job or go back to school or meet a nice guy or discover the meaning of life? And suddenly the way I want to decorate the apartment pops into my head and I have new goal for the weekend. And just think. I cancelled my therapy session for Monday because I didn't think I'd need it. Bet you're thinking biiiiiig mistake right about now, aren'tcha? Yeah. But I'm not really crazy. Just a touch eccentric. |