2011-09-04
My apologies for being out of the loop of late
I've really been out of it lately in really depressing ways. I haven't been checking ye olde friends list, I haven't been posting, and I haven't been doing much of anything else save Twitter, although it's a lot easier to post 140-character tidbits through an app on your phone.
I'm just ... well, let's just say I'm not in the best of moods of late.
I hate my job, and really wish I could either quit or get another one. I can't seem to summon up the creative energy to write, and it's upsetting the hell out of me. I don't have a whole bunch of money to throw around right now, mostly because my brother already owes me $130 and still needs to stay afloat until he either gets his appeal for unemployment to go through or gets a part-time job. I've got class starting up this weekend and it's the only thing that's made me genuinely happy in a while, and even that I only get to look forward to every other weekend.
My birthday's in less than a month, and it's only making me feel worse.
It got to the point yesterday where I went to the everything-a-dollar store and bought new dishes and Halloween/fall decorations and tidied up my kitchen so that it looks ready for a nice dinner. Which is nice and all, if you ignore the fact that I get twitchy when there are other people in my house. (I seriously think my mom and dad have made me paranoid about having people over, because having them over on the rare occasions that I do let them come upstairs mean I get to hear either the "Why can't you clean up after yourself? You're only one person!" speech or the "See? Look how nice it is when it's clean in here! Was that so hard?" speech.)
I just wish I knew how to make myself feel better in a way that didn't involve junk food, British panel shows on YouTube, and playing Coin Dozer on my phone for hours on end. UGH.
I'm just ... well, let's just say I'm not in the best of moods of late.
I hate my job, and really wish I could either quit or get another one. I can't seem to summon up the creative energy to write, and it's upsetting the hell out of me. I don't have a whole bunch of money to throw around right now, mostly because my brother already owes me $130 and still needs to stay afloat until he either gets his appeal for unemployment to go through or gets a part-time job. I've got class starting up this weekend and it's the only thing that's made me genuinely happy in a while, and even that I only get to look forward to every other weekend.
My birthday's in less than a month, and it's only making me feel worse.
It got to the point yesterday where I went to the everything-a-dollar store and bought new dishes and Halloween/fall decorations and tidied up my kitchen so that it looks ready for a nice dinner. Which is nice and all, if you ignore the fact that I get twitchy when there are other people in my house. (I seriously think my mom and dad have made me paranoid about having people over, because having them over on the rare occasions that I do let them come upstairs mean I get to hear either the "Why can't you clean up after yourself? You're only one person!" speech or the "See? Look how nice it is when it's clean in here! Was that so hard?" speech.)
I just wish I knew how to make myself feel better in a way that didn't involve junk food, British panel shows on YouTube, and playing Coin Dozer on my phone for hours on end. UGH.