Online Diary: March 2002
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Wednesday 13th March 2002, 5.53pm
Sometimes I think there's a movie playing in my head and occasionally, just occasionally I wake up long enough to
see the reality outside. Would certainly explain why everything seems to be going well and then all of a sudden
there seems to be a disaster in the offing... Whatta week. If it hasn't been one thing than it's been something
else (typically having promised myself a "quiet week") and it is only Wednesday.
I guess I'm feeling a bit lost really - for the first time in ages I think I actually *need* to go clubbing to sort
some of my issues out. It's the only way I really know of getting them out of my system once and for all. But then
that's another issue in itself *hmph*
I fancy a change. I just don't know what to change. Would this be an easy option
to start with? I dunno but something is gonna have to change soon for the better and that's a promise.
I think in my next life I'd like to be a cat I've had enough responsbility to last for several lifetimes - I'd
like to kick back and be stroked, fed and cuddled without having all this other stuff to worry about. Can I make
an advance request to have some decent food and not that cr@p I had to feed Stella?
Lyrics of the moment:
Just come with me and we can shake your blues right away
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