Miss Otis Regrets
Nov. 21st, 2001 10:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cyranoI like this journal. It lets me know that it's been almost a whole month since I had one of these soul-crushing depressive episodes. Tomorrow the house will be full of people (fifteen, from last I heard) and I promise not to kill any of them. I toyed with the idea of making this my first friends-only post, but couldn't think of a reason why.
Last night we had a gaming session and I couldn't even rouse myself enough to keep things on track to get as far as the single event I had planned for the night. I was annoyed with that. I know Mei was disappointed. Work is still a good work, and Leslie has wondered aloud at my potential to take her spot as manager. She seems to feel guilty that she's making the most money there and needs it the least--her husband is one of those computer wunderkinder that actually still has a job.
Nothing's really changed in my life in the past month, except me. So it should be easy to change it back again. I need to figure out where I put the title to the car. And I need to make mashed potatoes. And I need to start dealing drugs.
Last night we had a gaming session and I couldn't even rouse myself enough to keep things on track to get as far as the single event I had planned for the night. I was annoyed with that. I know Mei was disappointed. Work is still a good work, and Leslie has wondered aloud at my potential to take her spot as manager. She seems to feel guilty that she's making the most money there and needs it the least--her husband is one of those computer wunderkinder that actually still has a job.
Nothing's really changed in my life in the past month, except me. So it should be easy to change it back again. I need to figure out where I put the title to the car. And I need to make mashed potatoes. And I need to start dealing drugs.
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no subject
Date: 2001-11-22 11:46 am (UTC)I hate it when my mother is in field marshal mode.
Almost Forgot
Date: 2001-11-22 07:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2001-11-23 04:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2001-11-26 03:59 pm (UTC)You'd be a responsible drug-dealer, though, right? Bringing the fun in? Only selling to casual users with actual disposable incomes who have displayed both temperance and moderation? Not that I'm looking, or anything.
Drug Dealing
Date: 2001-11-26 07:34 pm (UTC)