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Fuck! I gotta be at work in 6 hours...
Since some of you have been asking, I am still in a sucky mood, and find myself not wanting to be around pretty much everyone. The only place I'm making any sort of effort to communicate at all is here on LJ.
I'm going thru some of that crazy, seasonal depression shit. I'm also seeing my doc Monday to see if he wants to tweak my meds or something. I've also been having terrible headaches and I haven't really been able to read any books because it makes my head hurt when I focus for too long.
Also, I am really really sad that my boss turned out to be pretty much of a spineless loser. I was having such a fun time having a stupid, silly crush on a man I would never date in real life. Such fun. This week I didn't even have people over after work like I do every week, just because I'm sick of the way they treat my home. Plus, I'm out of weed.
And of course, stuff with h is still very stupid and crappy and painful. But now its a dull sort of what-the-hell-am-I-still-doing-here way. Yes, I know he's a good guy but when it comes to important stuff, he's just not there.
Sorry to be such a complainy pants.
All will be well once I get to portray a lady wrestler/ macrame enthusiast in the new film written by that one genius I like.
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I'm going thru some of that crazy, seasonal depression shit. I'm also seeing my doc Monday to see if he wants to tweak my meds or something. I've also been having terrible headaches and I haven't really been able to read any books because it makes my head hurt when I focus for too long.
Also, I am really really sad that my boss turned out to be pretty much of a spineless loser. I was having such a fun time having a stupid, silly crush on a man I would never date in real life. Such fun. This week I didn't even have people over after work like I do every week, just because I'm sick of the way they treat my home. Plus, I'm out of weed.
And of course, stuff with h is still very stupid and crappy and painful. But now its a dull sort of what-the-hell-am-I-still-doing-here way. Yes, I know he's a good guy but when it comes to important stuff, he's just not there.
Sorry to be such a complainy pants.
All will be well once I get to portray a lady wrestler/ macrame enthusiast in the new film written by that one genius I like.
Find out which Garbage Pail Kid you are!