March 10th, 2005


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I am having... in short, a bad day. I'm having one of those days where I'm too angry to even feel it--that calm rage that's hot and cold at the same time and just beggars expression. I'm too angry to work, and that's really, really bad, because I don't have time to not work. I can't really talk about why (don't ask), except it's just one of those "people you fight with a lot anyway" kind of things. It's not anything soul-crushing or newsworthy. Just obnoxious and pointless and infuriating. Sigh.
  • Current Music
    "Turn Off the Light," Nelly Furtado

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All right. I feel better. "Better" being a relative term. My blood pressure is slowly inching back down. The problem isn't fixed, but I think it's resolved in a "never again" kind of sense.

(And thanks for all the get-well wishes, as it were. They meant more than you know.)

I want a drink and a bath and a manwhore. Or maybe a Rent-a-Phantom.

P.S. Vladimir loves the Lemony Snicket movie.
  • Current Music
    "Too Shy," Kajagoogoo