slack, whine, & snot. A recipe for bitchiness.
Thursday, Jul. 11, 2002 - 12:24 p.m.

Ugh. I am a useless, cranky slug. I'm getting terribly impatient with myself & chunks of my life. So much that I want to do, & I either can't find the time, motivation, or money to do so much of it.

And I can't figure out how to fix it.

I don't want a job, really, though I'm willing to have another go at a part-time one... except that my car is still pretty undrivable ATM (and I don't have a DL... something else I need to do but haven't), which makes job hunting/having rather problematic. And if I had a job, that would help the money thing, but fuck up the time/motivation thing but good.

There's just so much to do, & I can't figure out how to do it & I can feel my life slipping away in a slow parade of not-much-in-particular. I can't reconcile my need to create & my desire to learn & do interesting & worthwhile things with my life's intrinsic slack, & it's driving me nuts.

::sigh::

But what I really need right now is sleep. If only I could lay down w/o the accumulation of mucous & aggravated fits of sneezing.

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