lithera | AUGH.

So. Here I am. It's the beginning of a very long day. I have 12 hours of authorized overtime and I am going to damned well try to get every last one of them. I need the money. MONEY, MONEY, MONEY.

Damn, I wish that shit wasn't so important.

Anyway... What the hell is with people recently? I look around me and I see all of these people doing things to scream out for attention. I think everyone does them, I know I do, but do you have to be so obvious about it? If you're going to be obvious, just ask - don't clothe it as an attempt at something else.

Another thing... I noticed of the weekend that there are a lot of people in my life (okay maybe not a lot, but enough) who are overcome by apathy and don't seem to care. You know what? I'm getting tired of saying, "That's okay - take your time to figure out what you want to do with your life." I need to start redirecting that energy towards my life. Maybe that makes me a bitch, but I can't help that right now. GET OFF YOUR ASSES AND DO SOMETHING!!!!

*pant pant* Okay. Breathing. I mean, if you want to go to college, start applying. Go to college. Go to community college if you need to to start out. If you want to get a job and work - do so. Just start doing /something/. Is that too much to ask of another human being?

This rant was brought to you by the letter S and the number 19.

Anyway. What else is going on in my life? I go to England in just a few weeks. I am so excited over this. Yes, if you send me money, I will get you something. I don't promise it will be exciting or amazing, but it will be English. I am going to a Sisters of Mercy concert if you think you might be wanting something in that direction....

I think that's it for me this morning. Please send check or money order to Katrina Lehto c/o Frustrated - Just Like You Productions, Seattle, WA

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Yeah, money sucks. In a similar vein, if people want to send me money, I'll get them something from the senic Bellingham greater mertopolitan area.

And as a note, some of us are in a time in our lives where being doubtfull of what we want to do is perfectly acceptable.

Anyway, Kat, just keep thinking about going to England...ya' know...always look on the bright side of life....

M.D.

I know that. People have times int their lives where they can be uncertain about what they want to do and that's cool. The problem I have is with the people who aren't looking they're just whining about having no direction. How can you expect to find something when you aren't looking?

oh, Good point....people who wiggle in being lost or disinterested. Yeah, that bugs me too...

Wiggle. That's a good way of putting it.

yeah...I picked it because when you wiggle, you make a lot of motion, and people notice you right away, but when all is said and done, you've done nothing but tire yourself out, and make a scene....

I'm glad the letter S still gets out enough to sponsor rants. I don't see enough of that letter anymore. Oh, and BTW Kat, don't worry about picking stuff up for people. Most of the stuff you'll see in London / England isn't stuff you could really pick up for folks. It's the scenery and the whole feel of the place that's great, not some random knick knacks.
Bring people back pictures and postcards. They mean more than trinkets.

I still had to offer. I mean, there is Cadbury chocolate and all. (Okay you can get most of it in Canada, but not all of it.) I shall sttempt to scrounge up the money for a lame disposable camera.

psha. I shall bring you a camera to use. get money for film, silly

Ooooooh! A camera. A real camera.

*hugs*

Have I told you I love you recently, Mike?

Sure, why not?

;)

I LOVE YOU MIKE!!!!!

(Okay. There)

Wow. My life is now complete.

Sorry, sarcasm is running high today...

S'okay. I wasn't expecting it to be a life changing experience or anything.

Not like I haven't said it before.

True that.

ARGHH!!! I had planned to go to London next month, but all that fell through. Shite!

All I ask of you is for you to NEVER tell me how awesome and fun it was. Ever.

::grumble, growl::

No problem. I'll tell you about the fact that I'm dead tired and trying to keep myself awake after too many airplane rides in a short amount of time. Or about how I owe people stupid amounts of money to do this, even though I'm already desperately in debt.

Can I tell you about the parts that suck?

Sure, anytime babe. ;-)

*chuckles* I'd have to see you first. That would be the first stage.

AUGH.

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