Archive for September, 2002


Well, for the first time tonight I had a Wallet lifted. GRUMP SPIT WHINE GRRRR

I’m currently calling banks and will post more shortly.

This is an introspective post so punt as you will….

But first, how I’ve been and how i see ‘love’

D*C an intermission

Because I won’t hear the end of it until I post:

Pictures from Dragon Com

Well it’s a bit long, so I’m just going to throw in a cut and let you read ahead if you want….

The whole she-bang

Currently, I am back logged on life. For anoyone expecting anything from me in the next 2 days you will have to wait and accept this. Work has been a living nightmare the past few days and everytime something goes wrong it falls on me to fix it, even though it wasn’t me that broke it. Basically, I’m the bottom of the food chain which means I get more and more people lumbering over me as we hit more and more issues.

Tied to that, I have to make time to get my drum to the Airport (no small feat) to have them do reembursement papers
I also need to put together a final month schedule for the play which is looming
I must memorize the mass script for Saturday’s mass
I also need to report on Dragon*Con
And as always there are boxes and dealing with my lawyer over issues that should have died 7 years ago

And to be completely honest, I’m not really getting more than 2-3 hours of sleep a night. It’s been that way for about 2-3 weeks. I need a shave, but unfortunately, haven’t had time to stop at the grocery to pick up a new bag of razors.

Add to that that the stress has introduced me to the running wonder of heartburn (It’s now been going straight for about 48 hours)

Bottom line… I’m crabby. I’m irritable. I’m angry. I feel like I’m going to snap off at someone and it’s pissing me off that I can’t even find a moment to try to get myself to zen out and chill.

Truthfully, all I really want to do is find someone with a soft lap who doesn’t mind just letting me lose myself in them (And no, this isn’t sex I’m talking about)…

Many people have been sending virtual hugs as my tension level has been rising…It’s nice and all.. i appreciate it…

But I really am getting at wits end and a real hug might actually be welcomed. I just really hate this. And I really want to break something.

Ratings:
Frustration: 9.5
Lonliness: 9.0
Kind to friends: 8.0
Satisfaction 6.1
Hygene 5.0 (I need a shave)
Detatchment: 4.0
Happiness: 3.5
Relaxation: 1.0