Please Allow Me to Introduce Myself
Oct. 18th, 2002 01:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rockettqweenHmmm.... I'm hating people today. People suck today. Suck Suck Suck.
I feel so ready to get out of here. Seasonal Affective Disorder has reared it's ugly head again. A few days of sunny weather. A tease. A full blown tease. That's all it was. I wake up way too early today, and it's cold. Freaking cold. You know seasonal affective disorder is in place when you dust off Jimmy Buffet's greatest hits and scream the lyrics to "Boat Drinks".
I gotta go where it's warm.
I kinda want to shoot 6 holes in my freezer too. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending how you look at it) my workout partner keeps the firearms locked up and won't give me the key. Of course the only thing I'd have a chance of shooting would be the .45. Everything else would knock me back through a wall.
I was going through this phase where I was caring what people think. Now I just kind of want them all to go to Hell. This was evident by my social skills on Wednesday.
Do you ever feel like you're sucking the life force out of whoever you're talking to?
I need to take a little inventory of what's going on.
Maybe I'm over stimulated, I have been getting up far earlier than usual.
It seems the later I wake up the more likely I am to want to socialize. Tuesday was great. I got up around 1, went to the club around 10, held the pool table from 10:30 - midnight because I rule, and was happy to see everyone there in the elitist "pool table mafia" back room of the Mercury.
I am Jack's heavy period.
God I want to get out of here. Christmas in Key West anyone? Thanksgiving in Vegas? New Year's in Maui? Valentine's day in the Bahamas? Am I the only one living in the pacific northwest that absolutely detests the weather 8 months out of the year? I feel like it sometimes. Especially in the summer when it's 77 degrees and people are whining about it being "too hot". Shut up. It is NOT too hot. Go to Tucson and tell me it's too hot here.
I feel the need to write a tell-all book or something. Post my life in installments on LJ. What's the worst that could happen? People get offended and drop me off their list? Try to ruin my desecrated reputation?
I feel so ready to get out of here. Seasonal Affective Disorder has reared it's ugly head again. A few days of sunny weather. A tease. A full blown tease. That's all it was. I wake up way too early today, and it's cold. Freaking cold. You know seasonal affective disorder is in place when you dust off Jimmy Buffet's greatest hits and scream the lyrics to "Boat Drinks".
I gotta go where it's warm.
I kinda want to shoot 6 holes in my freezer too. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending how you look at it) my workout partner keeps the firearms locked up and won't give me the key. Of course the only thing I'd have a chance of shooting would be the .45. Everything else would knock me back through a wall.
I was going through this phase where I was caring what people think. Now I just kind of want them all to go to Hell. This was evident by my social skills on Wednesday.
Do you ever feel like you're sucking the life force out of whoever you're talking to?
I need to take a little inventory of what's going on.
Maybe I'm over stimulated, I have been getting up far earlier than usual.
It seems the later I wake up the more likely I am to want to socialize. Tuesday was great. I got up around 1, went to the club around 10, held the pool table from 10:30 - midnight because I rule, and was happy to see everyone there in the elitist "pool table mafia" back room of the Mercury.
I am Jack's heavy period.
God I want to get out of here. Christmas in Key West anyone? Thanksgiving in Vegas? New Year's in Maui? Valentine's day in the Bahamas? Am I the only one living in the pacific northwest that absolutely detests the weather 8 months out of the year? I feel like it sometimes. Especially in the summer when it's 77 degrees and people are whining about it being "too hot". Shut up. It is NOT too hot. Go to Tucson and tell me it's too hot here.
I feel the need to write a tell-all book or something. Post my life in installments on LJ. What's the worst that could happen? People get offended and drop me off their list? Try to ruin my desecrated reputation?
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Date: 2002-10-18 04:13 pm (UTC)Or just write it to write it. And if you write it here, yeah, a person or two might not like it, but ...how do you really feel about that? That's not meant to be a challeging statement, actually. ...Of course, the answer changes depending on one's mood.
You could give everybody warning and then go for it. You could open another diary just for your life story, and keep everyday business as separate--as separate as history and the everyday will actually get, anyway.
A bunch of people are going to see if they can write a novel in the month of November. It's something called Nanowrimo or Naniwrimo and you can find it on Google. They write 1700 words a day for a month. People pay $10 to sign up and network with others who are doing the same thing. I don't suppose the networking is necessary; I wouldn't be inclined to send $10 into the ether, myself, but I haven't ruled it out yet.
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Date: 2002-10-18 04:40 pm (UTC)It's an intriguing idea though.
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Date: 2002-10-18 06:56 pm (UTC)Also, when you're writing about the truth I think it's harder to say things. When you're being a kamikazi liar it's just pell-mell! Willy-nilly!
...I like saying willy-nilly.
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Date: 2002-12-27 03:49 am (UTC)That's twisted.
I wonder if it'd work.