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meccahiI have no idea why I'm depressed. But there it is. Massively depressed. I keep fighting it, but all it does is make me depressed and cranky.
I'm tired of working all of the time. I'm tired of feeling like i've achieved NOTHING here. I'm tired of people. I'm just tired. I kind of want someone to talk to. I kind of want to be cuddled.
In the end I have been cleaning, doing laundry.. listening to ghost stories, Vivaldi, and working on restoring some of my uncleaned roman coins.
I just feel out of sorts, out of shape, and a fierce desire to throw a tantrum over nothing. Which is odd because I'm REALLY not a tantrum thrower.
Blargh.
I'm tired of working all of the time. I'm tired of feeling like i've achieved NOTHING here. I'm tired of people. I'm just tired. I kind of want someone to talk to. I kind of want to be cuddled.
In the end I have been cleaning, doing laundry.. listening to ghost stories, Vivaldi, and working on restoring some of my uncleaned roman coins.
I just feel out of sorts, out of shape, and a fierce desire to throw a tantrum over nothing. Which is odd because I'm REALLY not a tantrum thrower.
Blargh.
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Date: 2005-03-26 02:19 am (UTC)Put on some big stompy boots..some appropriate stompy type music..turn it up really loud...stomp around your house and scream...I am sure you will feel better in 10 or 15 minutes....
Bristol...ahhh still too far away..but it does get closer with each passing day....miss you and I wish I could make it to your party.
I will be sure to have a drink for ya though.