SLOW. DOWN.
Nothing super exciting to report. I have a bunch of letters and packages I need to send. Got a buncha stuff a while ago for my bro's birthday, but his birthday was on the 31st. Do'h. When I send it, he'll be all: "Man, my sister's a loser. These presents remind me that she missed my birthday. Lame."
Sigh. This always manages to happen, somehow. I miss a deadline, or lose touch with a friend, and then I'm afraid to own up and say: "Yeah, I missed the deadline." or "Yeah, we haven't hung out for a while, and it's my fault." Of course, this makes things worse - more delayed and/or out of touch - and the cycle continues.
5 weeks, hooray! Yeah, I'm counting. Sue me.
<3
Sigh. This always manages to happen, somehow. I miss a deadline, or lose touch with a friend, and then I'm afraid to own up and say: "Yeah, I missed the deadline." or "Yeah, we haven't hung out for a while, and it's my fault." Of course, this makes things worse - more delayed and/or out of touch - and the cycle continues.
5 weeks, hooray! Yeah, I'm counting. Sue me.
<3