Off to a promising start
Jan. 6th, 2004 09:19 am*grrrr!* So, I couldn't sleep all night since i was having panic attacks about the possiblity of subbign today. I was terrified about getting called, about not getting called, about the only job being open was on the other side of town where i couldn't get to and having to turn it down. My chest hurt from anxiety. I had a horrible dream where a little girl who'd been living in a hotel with her father was getting molested by the hotel owner and finally told her dad, only to find out the day was purposely pimping the little girl out. Then the little girl threw up. Then I thought *I* was going to throw up.
Then I woke up to find my cat throwing up on my bedspread.
Fuckcrapshitgoddamnit!
Anyway, I didn't get a job, I am exhausted, and now i have to go get my bedspread washed. Yah me. (said flatly)
Then I woke up to find my cat throwing up on my bedspread.
Fuckcrapshitgoddamnit!
Anyway, I didn't get a job, I am exhausted, and now i have to go get my bedspread washed. Yah me. (said flatly)