It's my party and I'll whine if I want to! 2002-10-23 - 11:44 p.m.
Note to self- ramen noodle surprise can be an excellent meal. Only if you take it easy on the "surprise". The two popsicles for dessert doesn't help either.
I do tend to complain a lot but that, as they say, is how the Oreo gets soggy when dunked in milk. My life is like an endless Tuesday. Not so bad as Monday, or as hump-like as Wednesday, but still not the slight goofiness of a Thursday, the unrestrained joy of a Friday, or the exhilaration of the weekend. Just blah. Blaaaaaaaaaah. I'm paralyzed by both my self-doubt and my inhibitions. I'm stuck in a deep, muddy rut-o-crap. I need inspiration, motivation, and/or a muse. Like that magical combination of Ferris Bueller and Lloyd Dobbler that I perceive to be the perfect guy.
Yes I watched "Ferris Bueller's Day Off" for the 598090984297689th time tonight. Yes I am a colossal loser. Yes I need to get out more. But I assure you that there is nowhere to go, no way to get there, and no one to go there with. So there. My general whininess is completely justified. I have a useless degree, a thankless, low-paying, crap job, "friends" that seem to have forgotten me completely, and no motivation to practice flute or study- the two things that would help me most. Besides a late night Walmart/Denny's gabfest that is.
*Further note to self- welcome to life. It sucks. There are benefits to being alone, living in a dump, becoming a crazy cat lady, and working at McDonalds for the rest of your life. Think of all the free food you get on your breaks. Maybe you can bring some home to share with your cats. See I do have stuff to look forward to!*
Grrrr. I should shut up now. I'd like to blame all of this on the icky coldness of the weather. Or the squirrels.