I'm so tired, I'm sure I won't have racing thoughts before sleep. Hopefully no dreams.
Oh, my god. Tomorrow is not going to be a good day, because it will basically just be me sitting around doing very little of anything, waiting for the time when I always get upset. And then when I start waiting for the bus. And then get even more upset.
I really need to learn how to kill my thoughts. Or maybe perfect that technique of sticking everything in a box. Except that these days, I just want to deal with things as they hit. And in addition, I'm afraid that I won't be able to keep the things in the box when I should, and that they'll just pop out. Also, I get upset enough as is that postponing tears is just a bad idea for everybody.
As for today...it was decent. Work was fun. I've shifted my work schedule successfully. And one of my bosses told me that one of her goats is due for next Wednesday, and that I'm more than welcome to come and watch. (HOLY CRAP BABY GOATS BEING BORN!!!)
Felt like a prick in English. Whoops. Can't be helped. I just hate ignorance. Must suppress it.
Dinner and etcetera was...interesting, but picked up after a bit.
The Mentalist was INTENSE, holy CRAP!!! Did *NOT* see that ending coming, and we were all looking, too! Haha.
Hung out afterward with my 'hat. Feel better, but mostly just incredibly exhausted.
I totally have bags under my eyes, and make-up this afternoon didn't help. Shit.
So as you can see, I'm totally in a fabulous mood, looking at everything through rose-colored glasses. I did NOT want to chuck my stainless steel mug when I walked back across the quad a few minutes ago. I did not!
I really need to learn how to kill my thoughts. Or maybe perfect that technique of sticking everything in a box. Except that these days, I just want to deal with things as they hit. And in addition, I'm afraid that I won't be able to keep the things in the box when I should, and that they'll just pop out. Also, I get upset enough as is that postponing tears is just a bad idea for everybody.
As for today...it was decent. Work was fun. I've shifted my work schedule successfully. And one of my bosses told me that one of her goats is due for next Wednesday, and that I'm more than welcome to come and watch. (HOLY CRAP BABY GOATS BEING BORN!!!)
Felt like a prick in English. Whoops. Can't be helped. I just hate ignorance. Must suppress it.
Dinner and etcetera was...interesting, but picked up after a bit.
The Mentalist was INTENSE, holy CRAP!!! Did *NOT* see that ending coming, and we were all looking, too! Haha.
Hung out afterward with my 'hat. Feel better, but mostly just incredibly exhausted.
I totally have bags under my eyes, and make-up this afternoon didn't help. Shit.
So as you can see, I'm totally in a fabulous mood, looking at everything through rose-colored glasses. I did NOT want to chuck my stainless steel mug when I walked back across the quad a few minutes ago. I did not!