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Mar. 31st, 2002 11:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I hate e-mail.
I hate easter.
I hate cleaning toilets
I hate hanging out at work on my days off.
I love writing e-mail.
I have fond child-hood memories of easter
I like having a clean toilet
Work is the only place I can get away... (we're closed today).
I just called my mother. She and my pops are eating breakfast in a campground with my Uncle Chris and Aunt Mary. I'm sitting at a computer in a dark, empty library - alone.
I was looking at my phone record last night... I've only had three phone calls in a week, one of which was a return call. Ryn called once to tell me that she was still sick, and that she wouldn't be able to cover my circulation shift. I haven't seen many people this week, but that might be due mostly to my hiding... still, it would be nice to get a call, or e-mail every once in a while.
Ahh... a pity-me party! I've become super analytical of the relationships in my life lately. And, have come to the realization that maybe... just maybe, I don't have much to offer others. I really enjoy being me, but maybe others don't enjoy me quite that much.
Ah, it's a stupid world anyway (cynicism: solving real problems).
I hate easter.
I hate cleaning toilets
I hate hanging out at work on my days off.
I love writing e-mail.
I have fond child-hood memories of easter
I like having a clean toilet
Work is the only place I can get away... (we're closed today).
I just called my mother. She and my pops are eating breakfast in a campground with my Uncle Chris and Aunt Mary. I'm sitting at a computer in a dark, empty library - alone.
I was looking at my phone record last night... I've only had three phone calls in a week, one of which was a return call. Ryn called once to tell me that she was still sick, and that she wouldn't be able to cover my circulation shift. I haven't seen many people this week, but that might be due mostly to my hiding... still, it would be nice to get a call, or e-mail every once in a while.
Ahh... a pity-me party! I've become super analytical of the relationships in my life lately. And, have come to the realization that maybe... just maybe, I don't have much to offer others. I really enjoy being me, but maybe others don't enjoy me quite that much.
Ah, it's a stupid world anyway (cynicism: solving real problems).
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Date: 2002-03-31 10:41 am (UTC)Take it easy, man.
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Date: 2002-03-31 11:28 am (UTC)i'm not sure i'm in a bad place, really. but, i am feeling almost manic - up and down. i've had trouble creating energy for anything other than drinking coffee. god, i love coffee. i'm just in a state of thinking where the only things that sound good and enlightening are unreachable (love and playing the sax like coltrane). i tried to play guitar last night, but lost interest rather quickly. it's funny, but i'll write a journal entry without realizing how sad it sounds until i go back and read it later...
it's just life..
thanks, though.
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Date: 2002-03-31 12:29 pm (UTC)Pick up a copy of "Living, Loving and Learning" by Leo Buscaglia
Not one of those self-help books or anything. It is actually mostly about bringing love into the classroom as an educator. But well worth the read.