another cranky, old-man post...
I'm always amazed at how readily I contradict myself and paint myself into corners. When I'm not accused (usually right, admittedly) of butchering the English language and being a tactless fool, I'm accused of being bitter, paranoid (actually, no one ever has used that word, but I use it a lot to describe myself), anachronistic and out of touch. So it goes.
I don't know what the point of this entry will be. Tonight, I suppose I just want to hear my voice because tonight is just like any other night / that's why you're on your own tonight /with your triumphs and your charms / while they are in each other's arms.
In all honesty, I don't feel as morose or useless as the preceding two paragraphs may indicate. But I definitely don't feel good, either. My pores are clogged with grease and the like. My eyes feel tired, out of focus. I know I showered last night, and this morning, but I feel as if I need yet another shower. But I don't know that that would help. I just feel so awful, so dirty, so impure.
It is unclear to me what I should say or do really. If I continue into the corner I've begun painting myself into, this entry will end in self-pity and melodramatic teenage angst --but I'm not (physically) a teenager anymore. I don't know what I am.
I did take care of some business, mostly organizational and bureaucratic. I haven't really gotten into the meat and potatoes of anything, save for dealing with finances. I am now flat broke, but I am up-to-date on my student loans (for now), have paid my traffic ticket, have concert tickets for Wild Flag in early November, and have basically everything I need to have a kickass year. The only foreseeable problem? More financial issues. But, if somehow I can keep it together until mid-December, everything will be just peaches and cream.
My eyes feel tired. I'm getting that vague, glossy-eyed feel, and I'm really not tired. But, I know I could easily go to sleep right now, and not wake until after 7am.
I really should get down to business. Like I said, finances are up-to-date, more or less. There's still much more to be paid (such as the money to Gail, money to my uncle, money to keep the loans from getting out of hand, again, etc). I have school supplies and what not. I haven't been this organized for a school term in years, perhaps since Winter 2007? I think that was the last time I was anywhere near as organized.
I just have a few quick school assignments to do, and to catch up on the materials that the high school kids are doing. In all honesty, I could, if I started now and worked thoroughly and efficiently, could be near done (if not completely) by midnight. But, though I have no social life, I'd rather leave the fun activities for Saturday night.
This entry was sadder than I intended and not about anything in particular. I'd better go shower and scoot off to bed....
I don't know what the point of this entry will be. Tonight, I suppose I just want to hear my voice because tonight is just like any other night / that's why you're on your own tonight /with your triumphs and your charms / while they are in each other's arms.
In all honesty, I don't feel as morose or useless as the preceding two paragraphs may indicate. But I definitely don't feel good, either. My pores are clogged with grease and the like. My eyes feel tired, out of focus. I know I showered last night, and this morning, but I feel as if I need yet another shower. But I don't know that that would help. I just feel so awful, so dirty, so impure.
It is unclear to me what I should say or do really. If I continue into the corner I've begun painting myself into, this entry will end in self-pity and melodramatic teenage angst --but I'm not (physically) a teenager anymore. I don't know what I am.
I did take care of some business, mostly organizational and bureaucratic. I haven't really gotten into the meat and potatoes of anything, save for dealing with finances. I am now flat broke, but I am up-to-date on my student loans (for now), have paid my traffic ticket, have concert tickets for Wild Flag in early November, and have basically everything I need to have a kickass year. The only foreseeable problem? More financial issues. But, if somehow I can keep it together until mid-December, everything will be just peaches and cream.
My eyes feel tired. I'm getting that vague, glossy-eyed feel, and I'm really not tired. But, I know I could easily go to sleep right now, and not wake until after 7am.
I really should get down to business. Like I said, finances are up-to-date, more or less. There's still much more to be paid (such as the money to Gail, money to my uncle, money to keep the loans from getting out of hand, again, etc). I have school supplies and what not. I haven't been this organized for a school term in years, perhaps since Winter 2007? I think that was the last time I was anywhere near as organized.
I just have a few quick school assignments to do, and to catch up on the materials that the high school kids are doing. In all honesty, I could, if I started now and worked thoroughly and efficiently, could be near done (if not completely) by midnight. But, though I have no social life, I'd rather leave the fun activities for Saturday night.
This entry was sadder than I intended and not about anything in particular. I'd better go shower and scoot off to bed....