life without getting dressed
it's december. it's sunday. i've pretty much spent the last however many days in the exact same way. occasionally working on my paper, watching tv, milling about the apt., drinking a couple glasses of baileys, and being in bed by 10 pm. the loneliness is epic.
so far today i drank 5 cups of coffee and joined twitter, which i still think is kind of weird. this week is going to be just as busy as last week only instead of being at work for every waking moment and then trying to write a paper, i'll be driving and conferencing and writing a paper.
pretty soon i'm going to walk to the mailbox and take the trash out, that's my big activity for the day. i'm still eating the oatmeal scotchies i made a couple weeks ago. i made a lot of cookes. last night i had a can of corn and a piece of bread for dinner.
so far december sucks and i've been depressed since it started.
so far today i drank 5 cups of coffee and joined twitter, which i still think is kind of weird. this week is going to be just as busy as last week only instead of being at work for every waking moment and then trying to write a paper, i'll be driving and conferencing and writing a paper.
pretty soon i'm going to walk to the mailbox and take the trash out, that's my big activity for the day. i'm still eating the oatmeal scotchies i made a couple weeks ago. i made a lot of cookes. last night i had a can of corn and a piece of bread for dinner.
so far december sucks and i've been depressed since it started.