I've just had one of those days, you know.
The kind of day in which you don't get enough sleep, you're sick, you have too many things to do (many of which are completely useless, and not germane to the pressing needs of your real life), and when you do certain group activities everyone wastes your time, and then you look forward all day to the one person who will listen to you moan about all the things that have gone wrong in your bubble of a life because they love you enough to put up with it.. but then you remember that you made them sick and they had to go to bed before you had time to talk, and all you are left with is this blog, and your veiled incoherent babble.
Well, reverting back to first person ... at least I got to eat Shin Ramen for dinner. It is my one sole spicy comforting partner in life, it sometimes seems. At least when the grocery store has it in stock, anyway. I truly want to flee for the hills for eternity, to a hermit cave where I can hide from job searching, panic about the future and frustrated dreams. Anyone care to join me?
The kind of day in which you don't get enough sleep, you're sick, you have too many things to do (many of which are completely useless, and not germane to the pressing needs of your real life), and when you do certain group activities everyone wastes your time, and then you look forward all day to the one person who will listen to you moan about all the things that have gone wrong in your bubble of a life because they love you enough to put up with it.. but then you remember that you made them sick and they had to go to bed before you had time to talk, and all you are left with is this blog, and your veiled incoherent babble.
Well, reverting back to first person ... at least I got to eat Shin Ramen for dinner. It is my one sole spicy comforting partner in life, it sometimes seems. At least when the grocery store has it in stock, anyway. I truly want to flee for the hills for eternity, to a hermit cave where I can hide from job searching, panic about the future and frustrated dreams. Anyone care to join me?
2 comments:
boo, that must suck. call me when you need to whine. i promise i will listen. :) haha, love you! xxx
i'll come! and i'll bring my kitchenaid.
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