Morose Thoughts

I’m tired today. I’m tired everyday. I’m tired of everyday being the same. I’m just tired.

I think I broke my sewing machine today. Which means that I won’t be making those last minute projects that I’d hoped. And I don’t know how to fix it which irritates me even more.

I hate that I’ve been eating sugar.

I woke up irritated at Mom. I even took a ‘chill pill’ and still that didn’t help.

I can't find my address book because I know she's moved it and I don't know where it is.

I want to heave the sewing machine out the second story window.

I feel lonely. I went yesterday to see a friend’s project, alone. I couldn’t get anyone to go with me.

While I enjoyed myself, I hated the fact that I was alone.

I looked fabulous. I just hate that I am alone.

I hate it so much that I don’t even want to go out.

I just want to eat and go back to bed.

Which sounds like a really good plan.

Updated: 1/5/07