12.30.2004
Situation A:
the only thing on my mind for 3 weeks was work. constantly. you know those times when you are lying in bed awake all night because you're thinking about work. and when you finally go to sleep, you dream about work? and then you wake up (slowly) and go to work and spend the day there, and the evening. then you go home and grab some tea, and fall asleep infront of the tv. then your roomate yells at you to go to bed, so you do, only to lie there awake for hours all over again?
Situaion B:
you know when you've got a fever-but are denying it for a couple days, until it gets bad enough for you to wear thermals under your jeans, and wear a skii jacket when you go to work? and you're still freezing? man i hate that. and when it gets around 10pm your voice goes away, and your throat starts to hurt? eventually the throat thing happens all day, and its too painful to swallow your spit, so you can't even try to eat. i guess it's kinda convenient when every type of food doesn't sound good, and you dont' want to eat anyway. so a little over a week later, you finally accept that you might need to go to the doctor. you go, and the nurses freak out when they see your throat because your tonsils are covered in white spots. so they give you medicine and whatever. you start to get better.
to describe my lack of inspiration, if you combine Situation A with Situation B, you'll start to understand. it's hard to find something to write about when all you want to do is die.
happy holidays.
nateposted this @ 12:18 AM
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