I'm getting better at weekend blogging. Since I have no ambition to do anything anymore, this makes sense. I like to get up on Saturday, make coffee, grab a magazine and zone out until the evening where I freak out about not having any "real plans." I then go on to say that:
a) my life sucks
b) i'm lonely
c) this would be better if i lived somewhere else
d) i feel gotic
e) i wish my friends were here
f) i hate men
g) why can't life be simple like when i was in high school
h) i hate people
i) i want a drink
j) i'm over this, i'm going to bed
Crazy. Mixed emotions.
Saturday blogging is fun. It's like Saturday cartoons, only I'm in complete control. I'm starting to like things this way--me in control. When I'm in control (and have lots of coffee) I avoid freak outs.
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