Earth Oddity
I'm having one of those nights where I feel like one of my characters, sitting in my dark apartment (because I can't really afford to turn a bunch of lights on), eating lukewarm rice-a-roni and feeling like something, somewhere, has gone terribly wrong. Part of me feels disappointed in other people, and part of me feels really angry at nothing in particular (or maybe everything, but just a little bit), but all of me knows that I can't do anything about it because I'm singular and insignificant and besides, I was raised in a nice, middle-class white household to be a Nice Girl. And being a Nice Girl means that I can be as mean as I want, but I have to do it quietly, in whispers and pointed silences, and the only acceptable targets are other Nice Girls like myself.
Also, I really don't feel like working on my thesis.
Also, I really don't feel like working on my thesis.