04.18.08
there isn't a song to match the mood for once
earson: various whatevers, in various fantastic packages
eyeson: a multitude of frustrating and disappointing webchats
thoughton: i make everybody's girlfriend angry with me, sorry
okay, so i know first hand how bad news can get old. i know that when a person continues to bemoan their current state of being for an extended amount of time that it becomes troublesome to be around them, even tiresome. i have been on the other side of the equation, i have wished someone would just lighten up or get a life, i have wished that that person would simply put on a happy face and get on with it instead of burdening me with their further whining.
and i'm sorry my life has been so shitty lately. i'm sorry i'm not with my boyfriend any more, that i had a car accident, that now the other person's insurance is preparing to sue me for 12k .. i really am sorry that i switched job titles and really actually fucking hate wiping other people's asses for a living, i'm sorry i'm sick repeatedly and i live at home with my parents!
but that's the way it fucking is!
i can't be cheery, excitable, breathy, feathery, i can't be personable, i can't be coquettish and engaging yet detached when all i want to do is step into traffic. OK? ok.
by the way, i'm SO tired of reading minds, so it would be nice if you just said what you meant instead of depending on multimedia.
written at 9:28 a.m.
