Just another one of those days.

[gypsydreamer]

Walking the crust. Using up air. Need a job.Got up too early. Couldn't sleep. Coffee tastes like my mood~ strong and bitter. Angsty. Looking around for someone else to be. Anyone wanna change places for the rest of the day? No?

Get on with it. Get creative, get it together.

Comments

That's so IT

[lacyunderall]

Okay...go volunteer somewhere; call that dude from Thrifty; call your contacts at the Chambers of Commerce (internet and regular); go into town and register at a temp agency. Get out of the house, Artemis. Use these words, "I need a job, right this minute."

I love you, Artie...

wheres my guitar

[elmofromok]

You need to set this journal entry to music . It was edgy poetic. :)

Re: wheres my guitar

[gypsydreamer]

thanks chad, sorta a Bob Dylan kind of a song. Got the, "I have to be Artemis" blues. I appreciate your comments. I hope to meet you one day. Someone who makes Donna twinkle has gotta be good.