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Oct. 13th, 2006 09:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
litheraIt's Friday the 13th.
Oooof.
It is fitting that this week should end in a Friday the 13th.
I want cinnamon toast. I want it so that the toast is crunchy on the outside but sort of soggy on the inside due to the butter. I have none of the things needed to make such a concoction here at work, so I shall go without.
I have entered the 'no buy zone'. I've started a little early this year, I know but I'm not buying anything for myself between now and Christmas so people will not fear that I've bought myself some movie or something that they want to get for me for gifting.
I'm trying to figure out what I want to do for Thanksgiving. Kris has kindly offered that I could go join her family in Portland. Which is a tempting offer. I want to go watch the LotR trilogy at David's, though, so I'm sort of at odds. And, of course, I almost always feel awkward at celebrations with other people's families. I guess for the first time in a long time, I'm sort of feeling home sick. A stressful week at work plus emotional stress from various places plus and actual cold and... No wonder I want to find a safe place to go to for awhile.
This would actually also explain the craving for cinnamon toast.
This is also my problem with living by myself. If I'm sick or tired or just generally feeling beaten down by the world, I don't have access to people to ask to help. I know, I know I could call people but man that feels silly - to ask someone to go get me something when I could walk the three blocks to the grocery store and get it myself. I feel pathetic so I call you for something which in turn sort of makes me feel more pathetic. Sort of funny in a way.
I used to think that all of my friends should get along because, well, they're my friends. It took a lot to make me give that up in that some people will just not ever get along. It doesn't mean that it doesn't suck.
In other news - ONE WEEK UNTIL THE PARTY! OMG!
I'm starting to have this sneaking suspicion that my work mail system has eaten the invites I sent out.
Oooof.
It is fitting that this week should end in a Friday the 13th.
I want cinnamon toast. I want it so that the toast is crunchy on the outside but sort of soggy on the inside due to the butter. I have none of the things needed to make such a concoction here at work, so I shall go without.
I have entered the 'no buy zone'. I've started a little early this year, I know but I'm not buying anything for myself between now and Christmas so people will not fear that I've bought myself some movie or something that they want to get for me for gifting.
I'm trying to figure out what I want to do for Thanksgiving. Kris has kindly offered that I could go join her family in Portland. Which is a tempting offer. I want to go watch the LotR trilogy at David's, though, so I'm sort of at odds. And, of course, I almost always feel awkward at celebrations with other people's families. I guess for the first time in a long time, I'm sort of feeling home sick. A stressful week at work plus emotional stress from various places plus and actual cold and... No wonder I want to find a safe place to go to for awhile.
This would actually also explain the craving for cinnamon toast.
This is also my problem with living by myself. If I'm sick or tired or just generally feeling beaten down by the world, I don't have access to people to ask to help. I know, I know I could call people but man that feels silly - to ask someone to go get me something when I could walk the three blocks to the grocery store and get it myself. I feel pathetic so I call you for something which in turn sort of makes me feel more pathetic. Sort of funny in a way.
I used to think that all of my friends should get along because, well, they're my friends. It took a lot to make me give that up in that some people will just not ever get along. It doesn't mean that it doesn't suck.
In other news - ONE WEEK UNTIL THE PARTY! OMG!
I'm starting to have this sneaking suspicion that my work mail system has eaten the invites I sent out.
