Feb 03, 2011 06:55
So I found an empty journal in my mom's stuff. I think I'm going to start writing again. Most people who are around me have been with me when I was the most at grief, and I don't think that I should put my daily feeling of loss on them. It's just not fair. I think that writing it down will help me vent, and not make me feel like a burden to other people.
I still need to do my taxes. I keep forgetting my W2 at my house though. I should've never taken it out of my purse!
Most people say that a case of the Mondays is bad. Maybe I'm just referencing the movie Office Space, but I think that Thursdays are even worse. They are either a day before payday, or the end of the week is so close that you can taste it. That, and it seems like bad karma is just waiting to hit me on the dreaded Thursday. Oy.
So I went food shopping yesterday, and my house is stocked. There are so many options. It's a good feeling. At the end of the month, or right before you get paid, you are stuck with no variety, and you get stuck eating weird combinations of food that are available to you. You feel like a stoner.