Tip of the Iceburg You always say, bring you street-life, bring you real-life, that one man's desperate and mundane existance is another man's... techni-color. [[strange days]] |
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2002-04-22 11:31 AM zim is god When you start dreaming about your work, it’s probably a bad sign. I guess part of my problem is that I’m not very good at going halfway. I’m not what you’d call a coaster. Either I’m totally apathetic and do nothing, or I actually care that I’m doing a good/bad job. This can create it’s own share of issues… Like, for example, dreaming about your project. *sigh* I guess nothing is sacred. I’m feeling a little melodramatic today. I’m just off the rag, got flaked on by a friend, but on the upside, I went to a cool show yesterday. I dunno. Do you ever get that feeling, like you can’t put a finger on what’s exactly *wrong* with you or your day, just that something isn’t quite right? Maybe it comes from sitting around all day. Maybe it’s low level self-disgust, the idea that I should be doing something else with myself besides sitting on my ass, reading e-mail, chatting with some folk on AIM, cruising the internet. Fuck it. It’s Sunday. I’m going out to the movies. death to smoochy! I leave you with a quote that I thought was damned funny. Re: girls with issues: “nobody goes through life without a little lint in their back pocket or a rusty penny in their purse… she just seems to be able to keep all of it” Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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