Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Mumbles...
my brain feels all mumbly. i came home today and barely made it in the door before i fell asleep. oh, and i barely made it home at all because i was running soooooooo low on gas begging God to let me get to the gas station in time. and as i pulled in the drive to my apartment, i opened the gate and was pulling up so i could go in on the left side as soon as it opened enough for a car to fit in. but this mean chick came hauling ass up to the gate from the inside and blocked me. i threw my hands up in frustration at her and she did the same to me. hey bitch, last i checked the gate was open because of me. so let me use it first. stupid chick.
i just tried having a coherent converation with mayhem and it was just not freaking possible. he was doing stupid shit and mumbling so i couldn't understand him and all kinds of frustrating stuff. i just felt like screaming. i know it's probably because of all the other crap from today and yesterday, but still. you don't poke an angry bear. so don't try to provoke an already frustrated girlfriend. that's my lesson of the day for all you boyfriends who want to live to see another day.
anyway, now i'm frustrated enough that i don't know what else to say. and part of it is that i have papers scattered e-v-e-r-y-w-h-e-r-e from all the various applications and job leads and everything else i have for trying to find a job and do the graduation stuff and study for my last big exam. i get very frustrated when things aren't organized enough because i worry that i will misplace things or overlook something big or forget a deadline or something. but there's too much crap to try to organize and still see all the stuff i need to do. maybe a couple file folders would help a little at least. ok, i'll take a shower and then try that. ok. i have a gameplan to lessen the frustration. ok. ready. set. go.
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