I'm feeling sick to my stomach. It's panic. It's all about my fucking thesis, my dissatisfaction with my life, and how I feel that nothing's in my control at all. I cognitively know that everything is in my control, but due to the rules I have to operate within, it really feels like it's not. AND I'm fat. I've gained weight. The scales here say ( Read more... )

We found out today that we got knocked back on the Forest Hill house, which sucks immensely. Today's really been the day for shitty news. mike_zero scheduled a Man Trip with a co-worker and some clients on April 1st, and because of that I've arranged to get my wisdom tooth out on March 30th so that he wouldn't have to endure my whinging and sooking about my ( Read more... )

So, after work, and having the RACV come out again to start PBVW (definitely Poo Brown this week), and starting her twice myself by rolling downhill, I went to tennis with mike_zeroThat wasn't the perfect end ( Read more... )

This Saturday afternoon, February 4th (OH MY GOSH, it's FEBRUARY already!!!) battle_maiden and I (and maybe Mike) are going to the Melbourne Pet and Animal Expo at Caulfield Racecourse. It's $14 for adults, and features a bunch of animals and information about pets. If you wanna come along, please feel free. Let me know! They have naked mouseys there, and I ( Read more... )

I always expected a boxing match on the day after Christmas when I was a kid, and I never understood why there was only ever Cricket on... In my teen years, I learned what the boxing really referred to. Heh heh heh.Oh boy, yesterday, I had so much good food and opened lovely presents ( Read more... )

Okay, so Mike now knows about my journal, and he's been reading. Gosh, that makes me so nervous. I hope my babbling doesn't alter his opinion of me. I hold back a lot in person because I'm still scared of irrational things. It also shits me that I can say things here that I get too caught up in to say in person. It's quite pathetic ( Read more... )

Okay, here's a list of things that cause me bother right now, presented in no particular order other than when I thought of them:

( Cut, in case you don't wanna read my sooking )

My dad rang me.

Sherbet broke again, and so did I.

I'd had 9 hours sleep in the last 5 days and it was all Too MuchMummy came to the rescue and Sherbet stayed at the dogspital again, and I got 8 hours sleep, although I want more. Much more ( Read more... )

Wow, I had a horrible thought on the way home...maybe my brother doesn't want to talk to me. :O