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My life. Read. Or whatever.
This is the Edward Gorey version of my blog. Miracles never cease.
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Michelle Thatcher
- Manga Junky
- Hikaru no Go
- Fruit Basket
- Count Cain
- DNAngel
- Card Captor Sakura
- Revolutionary Girl Utena
- Trigun
- Innuyasha
- Detective Conan
- Kodoma no Omocha
- Tokyo Babylon
- Ranma 1/2
- Please Save My Earth
- Web Comic Script Hack
- Delusional Fanfic Author
- Clan Toreador Apostate
- Founder and Dictator for Life Emmeritus of Utah's Largest Anime Club (weird but true)
- Misanthropic Drain on Society
- Friend of P-chan
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Thursday, September 04, 2003
Oi, yesterday started out bad. I really have been under a lot of pressure lately, but yesterday I wondered if stress could be fatal, and hoped that the answer was yes. I was depressed out of my mind. Luckily it was slow at work and I got to bawl quietly in the corner for about an hour and felt much better afterwards. I'm not usually this emotionally delicate. I wonder what's really going on.
And then there was End of the World. It's not usually the place I go when I'm stressed and convinced that all my friends hate me, 'cause generally speaking, it's a fun but stressful experience even on the best of Wednesdays. I thought about blowing it off and finally getting some alone time, but then I remembered that it was lecture series night and Steven was bringing his entire Kung Fu club for a martial arts demo and lion head show. Since he did the show as a personal favor to me, I didn't really think it would be cool to miss it.
Of course, it was amazing. My brother is not only a talented martial artist and a gifted teacher, he's also a great public speaker and a funny funny guy. I think that most everyone had a great time, and the turn out was pretty good. I think the anime geeks had fun and it looked like the Kung Fu students did too. I hope. Once in a while we do things right.
I'm really hoping that I'll get a chance to be alone tonight and just work on stuff. I love my friends very much, however, I really value the time that I get to be by myself and work on personal creative projects or just veg. If I don't get a hermit day soon, I'm going to snap and start gunning down random motorists or something. How come they get to drive and I don't. It pisses me off.
Of course, what I should reallly be doing is getting my room boxed up for when I move. I don't have to leave until the twentieth or so, but I cringe at the thought of Krista's mother coming over on Saturday and demanding to know why she can't shampoo the carpet in my room and how come I'm such a slob. Joy.
7:58 AM
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