Broken pennywhistles aren't even worth a penny
I tried to buy a MINI Cooper today. There were only two to choose from, they were both not what I wanted. all tricked out with roof racks and racing stipes, one of them was yellow, a sunroof i didn't really care about, etc etc. but there is only one MINI dealership in Portland, so it looks like I've gotta call the one in Tacoma. Great. And from there, Sand Diego, San Fransisco, Los Angeles, whatever. This is a pain. Figures I pick the car that's fucking hard to find "off the rack". I don't have time for this build-your-own business. I'm sick of it. I just want the damn car.
I'm cranky and irritated and haven't worked in three days, this week felt eternal, my roommate is being weirdly antisocial, even for him. I didn't actually even get one word out of him today. Not even one. And I think I said a grand total of one sentance to him "You got a text message" while handing his phone over, which he'd forgotten in the kitchen and the beep beep of the incessant text was bothering me. I'm freaking out with the lack of anything to do, anyone to talk to, any means to go anywhere.
After the MINI escapade, I went to Hawthorne and spend 7 bucks on two while good, not 3.50 a slice pieces of pizza. I keep thinking greasy food is going to improve my mood. It hasn't been, and won't. But do I listen? No.
Went over to Robin's after lightly outlining my day at him over the phone, and what was supposed to be me sitting on a new couch a few blocks from my couch, which I'd sat on for most of the day, turned into a sporadic gathering of people I didn't know, who were nice, and not uber-talkative, and we went to the Bins, which I wasn't feeling at all, even though there was one of those nest chair's Gordon mentioned he'd like for the living room, but between not having a way to get it home and it being 15 bucks today, and knowing I wouldn't really even get a reaction out of my roomie, I gave it up as a not-quite-perfect incident, and wandered around feeling aimless and dirty.
Period's late too. On account of stress unless something really weird and unlikely is fucking with my system. And I'm breaking out. And I'm upset and depressed and melancholy. What the hell is going on lately?
And I'm in a panic about my mom and brothers coming to stay. Which is silly, but it's going to be tedious. How can I entertain them while 40-hour 9-5ing?
I'm cranky and irritated and haven't worked in three days, this week felt eternal, my roommate is being weirdly antisocial, even for him. I didn't actually even get one word out of him today. Not even one. And I think I said a grand total of one sentance to him "You got a text message" while handing his phone over, which he'd forgotten in the kitchen and the beep beep of the incessant text was bothering me. I'm freaking out with the lack of anything to do, anyone to talk to, any means to go anywhere.
After the MINI escapade, I went to Hawthorne and spend 7 bucks on two while good, not 3.50 a slice pieces of pizza. I keep thinking greasy food is going to improve my mood. It hasn't been, and won't. But do I listen? No.
Went over to Robin's after lightly outlining my day at him over the phone, and what was supposed to be me sitting on a new couch a few blocks from my couch, which I'd sat on for most of the day, turned into a sporadic gathering of people I didn't know, who were nice, and not uber-talkative, and we went to the Bins, which I wasn't feeling at all, even though there was one of those nest chair's Gordon mentioned he'd like for the living room, but between not having a way to get it home and it being 15 bucks today, and knowing I wouldn't really even get a reaction out of my roomie, I gave it up as a not-quite-perfect incident, and wandered around feeling aimless and dirty.
Period's late too. On account of stress unless something really weird and unlikely is fucking with my system. And I'm breaking out. And I'm upset and depressed and melancholy. What the hell is going on lately?
And I'm in a panic about my mom and brothers coming to stay. Which is silly, but it's going to be tedious. How can I entertain them while 40-hour 9-5ing?