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I'm depressed. I am having real trouble sleeping. I don't really feel
depressed, but the sleep thing combined with the fact that I don't even
have an interest in eating - at all, anything ('cept chocolate) - clues me
into this depression thing. Sleep can both be a cause and a result of
depression.... but methinks this is some subliminal stuff from David and
I. I guess I don't feel he left on a good note (nothing *really* happened
that would be an obvious cause of all this), and I'm upset that we are in
this space. So, I'm going to give this monster that's plauging us a name;
I've been reading stories from the universe of LeGuin's Earthsea Trilogy,
and that's what you do there to gain control over something: learn its
true name. So...um, as soon as I figger out that name, I'll let you know.
I hope to post it later today. I spent 2 hours watching gothic teen TV shows last night: Buffy and Angel. Both hilarious and horrible and fun. I watch TV when I'm depressed, too. Or maybe watching TV makes me depressed. In either case, I kept waking out of these dreams all night where my coworkers took on roles from one or the other of the series. Krista was Buffy (christa was too, but they kept morphing inot one another), Steve was Angel....oh, y'know, it's only funny here at work. You have to know these folks to really get all the jokes. Sigh. That's my life right now. Everything good is just an injoke. Stay tuned for that name. Until then, check out Clean Sheets for our one year anniversary issue. It's all staff stuff, though I didn't submit anything in time...sigh (I think the one year all-staff issue was my idea even; I swear I'm my own worst enemy). I do have a picture up there, and I contributed to the "what was your most significant sexual experience" column....go see what I'd write if this journal was a bit more anonymous... heh. Mom, stay here, please. | ||
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