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Whiney McWhineypants
Mar. 10th, 2006 01:56 pm*Still feel like crap, although no longer feel like dying.
*Am ultra depressed about life, love and job. God I hate that sort of malaise. It's particularly pervasive after a week of petty illness which just makes one feel vulnerable and cranky and out of sorts. My ten year college reunion is this June (during my birthday weekend, whoo hoo), and one of my dear friends and his wife and two kids are going to be there. I'm very excited, and beyond depressed that I'm the only one left without a house, spouse, offspring or career. Sigh. And I'm the one with the academic honors, accolades, Phi Beta Kappa, et al. Tries hard not to cry or even laugh at my failed potential.
*Dude, could I sound any more pretentious, self-involved or sorry for myself?
*I can't answer LJ comments from my e-mail. This is a...new development. Hopefully related to the scheduled maintenance.
*So that I stop spamming the world with my pouting, I need entertainment. Someone point me in the direction of a fannish meme so I can rediscover my squee.
*I did not kill the white cat who peed on my afghan on the bed while I was in it. Had I not been dying of Captain Tripps, I would have. Don't I earn some sort of Karmic points for that?
*The lack of exercise is clearly not helping the crankiness. Teaching bellydance tonight should at least chase away the crazies that are setting in. If I don't hack up my lungs in the middle of it.
*Am ultra depressed about life, love and job. God I hate that sort of malaise. It's particularly pervasive after a week of petty illness which just makes one feel vulnerable and cranky and out of sorts. My ten year college reunion is this June (during my birthday weekend, whoo hoo), and one of my dear friends and his wife and two kids are going to be there. I'm very excited, and beyond depressed that I'm the only one left without a house, spouse, offspring or career. Sigh. And I'm the one with the academic honors, accolades, Phi Beta Kappa, et al. Tries hard not to cry or even laugh at my failed potential.
*Dude, could I sound any more pretentious, self-involved or sorry for myself?
*I can't answer LJ comments from my e-mail. This is a...new development. Hopefully related to the scheduled maintenance.
*So that I stop spamming the world with my pouting, I need entertainment. Someone point me in the direction of a fannish meme so I can rediscover my squee.
*I did not kill the white cat who peed on my afghan on the bed while I was in it. Had I not been dying of Captain Tripps, I would have. Don't I earn some sort of Karmic points for that?
*The lack of exercise is clearly not helping the crankiness. Teaching bellydance tonight should at least chase away the crazies that are setting in. If I don't hack up my lungs in the middle of it.
