The Spaceship Has Escaped
Sep. 27th, 2002 08:18 amHey there, all...
Another week, another paycheck.
Work has been fine, we got quite a few good sales, enough to justify my position anyway. If I can pull the same kind of week next week, then I'll feel pretty good. It might be too much to ask for, though.
Yesterday must have been Guilt Trip Jakebe Day. I had it happen to me pretty much all day, and it incensed me. Looking back on it, I probably deserved some of it, and the last time it happened might have been a good-natured poke that still broke too-thin skin. It surprises me how little it takes to ruin my mood; I'm kind of disappointed by it. I feel, more than anything, spiritually unbalanced. So I guess I'll have to do something about that.
Finished Boomer Express and the poems for sending to Mom. This weekend I'll be heading up to Kansas City, where there'll be lots of people doing the whole party thing...and this time, I won't have my room to hide in. Honestly, I'm not looking forward to the experience (so many people!) but it'll be good for me. And I get to see a lot of the KC furs again.
I've been perpetually grumpy, and there's a lot of pent up stress about my roommate. He's...going on a different path, and I think it's hard for me to accept for some reason. I think given time, everything will smooth out. It's not so much the path he's going on, but his...attitude about it. He's totally immersing himself in one or two things, and ignoring everything else. Add to that the fact he's been selfish about a few things (switching rooms; privacy) and he's pushing a few buttons that he knows just get to me (me needing rides from him to get to work), and it's getting increasingly hard to be around him without being pissed off. I would talk to him, but I just doubt it'll do much. I'm tired of bitching, anyway, and I'm tired of feeling like an asshole for demanding things, even if they *are* rightfully mine. If there's one thing I hate, it's being stressed out because of home. I don't need that.
Anyway, see everyone around.
-J
Another week, another paycheck.
Work has been fine, we got quite a few good sales, enough to justify my position anyway. If I can pull the same kind of week next week, then I'll feel pretty good. It might be too much to ask for, though.
Yesterday must have been Guilt Trip Jakebe Day. I had it happen to me pretty much all day, and it incensed me. Looking back on it, I probably deserved some of it, and the last time it happened might have been a good-natured poke that still broke too-thin skin. It surprises me how little it takes to ruin my mood; I'm kind of disappointed by it. I feel, more than anything, spiritually unbalanced. So I guess I'll have to do something about that.
Finished Boomer Express and the poems for sending to Mom. This weekend I'll be heading up to Kansas City, where there'll be lots of people doing the whole party thing...and this time, I won't have my room to hide in. Honestly, I'm not looking forward to the experience (so many people!) but it'll be good for me. And I get to see a lot of the KC furs again.
I've been perpetually grumpy, and there's a lot of pent up stress about my roommate. He's...going on a different path, and I think it's hard for me to accept for some reason. I think given time, everything will smooth out. It's not so much the path he's going on, but his...attitude about it. He's totally immersing himself in one or two things, and ignoring everything else. Add to that the fact he's been selfish about a few things (switching rooms; privacy) and he's pushing a few buttons that he knows just get to me (me needing rides from him to get to work), and it's getting increasingly hard to be around him without being pissed off. I would talk to him, but I just doubt it'll do much. I'm tired of bitching, anyway, and I'm tired of feeling like an asshole for demanding things, even if they *are* rightfully mine. If there's one thing I hate, it's being stressed out because of home. I don't need that.
Anyway, see everyone around.
-J