My brain is weird
My brain is a weird and fucked up place.
Today, I had the whole day off. No work. I got things done.
I worked on my robes for Harry Potter. I put the sleeves on and sewed up the sides and the front hems. Which took about 2 and a half hours, all told. Lots of fiddly ironing and stuff.
Interlude: Tony Awards is on. Must look up info on "The Pirate Queen" - it appears to be a musical in which there is Irish dance that I didn't know about.
Back to our regularly scheduled journaling.
I cleaned out my car, and I did that in the rain, too. I pulled out about a full garbage bag of garbage. I pulled out a huge stack of books, and two jackets, a scarf, sandals and a pair of shorts. Um... go me. You'd think I lived in there.
I exercised, I watched Who, I obtained more songs for my Buzzcocks CD.
And yet still, I manage to be depressed and have the float-through "I want to die" thoughts.
Although, one other good thing happened today. Mom told me she believes me that I will manage to move to California. For all that I've tried to divorce myself from my family, for some reason, her belief meant a lot to me.
And still, I'm depressed. There seems to be a lot of that going around lately.
GOD I can't wait till my vacation. One more month and some change.
*sigh*
Today, I had the whole day off. No work. I got things done.
I worked on my robes for Harry Potter. I put the sleeves on and sewed up the sides and the front hems. Which took about 2 and a half hours, all told. Lots of fiddly ironing and stuff.
Interlude: Tony Awards is on. Must look up info on "The Pirate Queen" - it appears to be a musical in which there is Irish dance that I didn't know about.
Back to our regularly scheduled journaling.
I cleaned out my car, and I did that in the rain, too. I pulled out about a full garbage bag of garbage. I pulled out a huge stack of books, and two jackets, a scarf, sandals and a pair of shorts. Um... go me. You'd think I lived in there.
I exercised, I watched Who, I obtained more songs for my Buzzcocks CD.
And yet still, I manage to be depressed and have the float-through "I want to die" thoughts.
Although, one other good thing happened today. Mom told me she believes me that I will manage to move to California. For all that I've tried to divorce myself from my family, for some reason, her belief meant a lot to me.
And still, I'm depressed. There seems to be a lot of that going around lately.
GOD I can't wait till my vacation. One more month and some change.
*sigh*