I'm supposed to be getting back to work on Gypsy Fiddle. I do have a few ideas I'm going to implement in the first few chapters, but I just can't seem to get started back up. It's happened before but it always frightens the fuck out of me. I guess because without this all I have is a cubicle and following a band around PA. And that's pathetic. It's ( Read more... )

I think the worst thing about me being depressed is that I can't just tune it out. I have to figure out why I'm depressed, perhaps in an attempt to fix it. But the more I think about it the more I think about things that can't be changed, and that gets me even more depressed. Or I keep trying and discarding reasons leaving me with no reason at all ( Read more... )

Called Visa again. Got the same bullshit about how they can't afford to keep the APR down. So I told her in no uncertain terms that I would do what it takes to pay it off so they don't get any more interest from me. She tried to tell me about how I qualify for debt protection in case I lose my job ( Read more... )

I'm not feeling too happy about the whole Visa situation. I haven't done anything, yet, but I'm overcome by the realisation that they have me by the nuts regardless and that I need to find $3,000 ASAP ( Read more... )

Apologies if this comes out more emo than I normally intend ( Read more... )

So apparently this month we don't get time off vouchers for perfect attendance. Therefore, I won't have two hours of paid time off to use in November, which would've made going to see Darren Hayes in NYC possible.

*sigh*

This is so weird. I could swear I wrote this scene before... *stares at .doc* I'm about to write it, but I keep trying to figure out if I'm repeating myself, and it doesn't appear to be in here ( Read more... )