Hell in a Handbasket

[lykomancer]

I don't know how I feel.
(+)Day off
(-)Reading other's journals
(+ & -) It's raining (+) and I have to walk to my bus stop (-)

I dunno... *sigh* The weather seems to be reflecting my mood.
I've got nothing to do today, and while that is, indeed, a good thing, it's also kind of limiting. So I'll lay around and daydream and read The Catholic Myth, which is the top on my stack of library books.

Think about all the things I think but never say or write down...

Tell myself I'm going to write another five pages of my story, a complaint to my government, a letter to Stephen King, some bad poetry, some smut...and sit down only to play solitaire for three hours.

Do the dishes and fantasize about what I can't have for supper.

And all the while think that there should be something better I should be doing with my life, feeling like I missed the boat and am standing on the shore desolate and alone, feeling like I would cry and scream if only I knew what was wrong with me/my life. It's like the antiChrist of deja vu, sinking serrated teeth into my soul.

I fail to see the point of this doomed experiment known as "life"; would someone like to enlighten me?

Comments

[elanivalae.livejournal.com]

The point? I tend to take a cue from what's in your icon. *points*

I think everyone's a bit down in the dumps right now. It's like the end-of-summer blues are pandemic and really virulent this year.

Look on the bright side, though. If you missed the boat, you're stuck on the beach with all the rest of us who also did, and we've got a Hawaiian print straitjacket with Jenny's name all over it.

[bokunen-jin.livejournal.com]

... Only if my laptop gets a matching Hawaiian-print wrap.

::pause:: ... Can my laptop and I /elope/ to Hawaii?

... ::snerks::

::perches:: But seriously. It could always be worse, ne? There's a light at the end of the tunnel. You've got a job that's got you on track to paying off Northland in a timely manner, you've got classes lined up in seminary school, you're still not too far from everyone up here so visiting's always possible, and you've got some internet access so we can all keep in touch that way. ... And there's September coming up with Heather's wedding. :D ::drapes:: You'll have to tell me the times you'll be up here then, so I can be sure to corner you with much homecooking (and it's harvest season! Fear all the canned fruits and pies to come!). >D

::fuzzles:: Don't worry. Things will work out for the better. ^^

*fuzzles back*

[lykomancer.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I wrote a lot (I mean, A LOT) last night and vented and vented and slept very well and feel better today.

*grins* Ooo... what beach are we stuck on? Is it Hawaii? Can I make sacrifices to the volcano gods?

*sigh* If you want to marry your computer that damn bad, can't you at least wait until I can preside over the ceremony? I think that's the only thing that could make the event any weirder that it already is...

Oh, and Jenna-chan, Inuyasha-san is giving my fits. I can't click on anything. I tried smacking him with a rolled-up newspaper, but I'm sure you know how well that went over.

Re: *fuzzles back*

[elanivalae.livejournal.com]

I was just reading English hide lyrics again.

He uses the phrase "lingerie fish".

That inexplicably fills me with gleeful delight. Your CD will be coming soon, Jess, I promise. I just have to finish getting all the tracks.

It is, by the way, far more disturbing than that Pansy Division CD. It's the kind of album that would make Mormons detonate on contact. >=]