partly: (Battle)
The day is turning out okay. I should start there.

It's one of those good news/bad news intros. Kinda like when you call someone and the first thing you say to them is "Just know we're all okay". That's the good news, you see. After you share that bit of info, you go back and fill in all the problems/bad news that happened.

The bad news. )
partly: (Sucks To Be Me)
I just can't keep perspective on this not employed thing. And the possible employment thing? That's even harder for me to deal with.

My job with the school ends tomorrow. I need another job. I'd like a good one, but I need any kind of a job. I desperately, fervently want to do the job I have been doing.

There are just too many things that I have no control over that affect my life. Usually, I don't let that bother me.

Today...

so can't handle it.

Whine

Nov. 1st, 2001 10:21 pm
partly: (Underweather)
I'm not going to write tonight. I've got more things to think about than I can deal with.

I hate being grown up.

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