The Beginning
Well, I don't know if anyone will ever read this, but I am beginning my journal today. I thought maybe sharing my anxiety with the ether would be cathartic. Let's see, the big stuff I am worried about is losing my job. The small stuff is that they will kill off my favorite character on CSI. I think I watch too much TV. Or I care too much about TV. I am a bit antisocial and I think I find it easier to relate to TV characters than real people. That is not to say that I don't interact with real people everyday. I do, but really they suck the life out of me sometimes. Mostly because it seems that I have a neon sign over my head that says "Please, tell me all your problems and your darkest secrets. Especially the secrets that will make it hard for me to ever look you in the face again!" I wish I knew how to stop that. But I am such a sucker, I listen. Sometimes I worry about being a hypocrite. I am concerned for the people who talk to me, but sometimes I wish they would suck it up, you know? Anyhow, I guess that it it for the first entry. A true ramble.