Covering Bases

Jul 01, 2005 17:02

Any talk of parents makes me anxious.
I woke and boke (baked) with Geoff this morning before Farmer's Market.
I'm listening to the Decemberists.
I hope I get to hike with Alana on Saturday and Coleman on Sunday.
I have no plans for the 4th.
I tried a two-week viceless detox sesh for the Commune and it lasted less than 36 hours.
The St. Helena Star keeps on fucking over the Boys and Girls Club for no reason, making big issues which would be otherwise inexistant.
I'm sick of the Commune.
Zili is getting vicious. A few months old and SUCH the mini-panther.
I wrote and painted a smidgen recently.
Middle schoolers keep pissing me off at work but today I told a few, typically unruly boys what my gay pride tatoo stood for and they responded well.
I want new music in my collection.
I want to get my act together.
I keep on feeling like I need to cry, but I can't...
Today I couldn't focus and it felt like the high which started at 8AM lasted until 2PM. It felt like a mild anxiety attack.
I finally payed my insurance bill and cleaned my house with a little help from my friends.
I still need to do heaps of real-life things like get my car running, but my priorities are as follows:
-Lethargy
-Apathy
-Work
-Friends
-Self
-Cat
or something like that.
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