so after my early morning stress-a-thon, which involved me dragging the PB into the stationery room for an impromptu venting/therapy session, i decided to get myself some of that perspective people keep telling me about. so i fucked up. it's not like i haven't done that a million times before in a bu-bullion worse ways. i guess i'm still kind of wiggy about being back from england.
wizzy called me earlier to let me know how the move into her new apartment went. her first sentence was "hey how's it....ohhh bella....going?. her new puppy had peed on her new wooden floor. i guess the two new things are not a great combination.
i'd like to go home now. my pants feel too tight and the new season of angel starts today. plus i want to show my invalid husband the b&w photo's from the wedding that i picked up earlier. maybe i'll post some on photolog tonight.
2:15 p.m. - October 01, 2003
i am not the centre of the universe. i am not the centre of the universe. i am not the centre of the universe. i am not the centre of the universe. i am not the centre of the universe. i am not the centre of the universe. i am not the centre of the universe. i am not the centre of the universe. i am not the centre of the universe. i am not the centre of the universe. i am not the centre of the universe. i am not the centre of the universe.
why does one little mistake have to make me feel like the sky is about to come crashing down. did i mention that i am not the centre of the universe. it's true. and i'm pretty sure that every one is not spending their whole day thinking about my mistakes.
9:49 a.m. - October 01, 2003
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