I Miss My Earrings
Feb. 28th, 2006 09:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
unavoidedcrisis
I'll never understand why she comes in my room, yells at me and waves her hands, then throws something and storms off and slams the door when I didn't do anything wrong.
In other words, I'll never understand why I don't lock that door.
Seriously. When was the "last time it was 'ooh, Colleen has a project and we all have to help her right now!' panic panic"? I don't think that that has ever even happened... Maybe in grade school. Maybe.
I became very sick today at work. This is very odd. I am confused by it. Perhaps it was only Jonathan making me sick. That is always possible.
I hope I am feeling well tomorrow. I think it just might be a combination of over-tired and stress. And extreme lack of earrings. Damn. That's going to bug me so much. They were nice earrings!
[Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone...]
I got a kiss before I went into World Issues today, where we watched the beginning of Hotel Rwanda. I can't decide if that movie is more or less disturbing than Shake Hands With the Devil. Possibly on par?
[Tomorrow, you'll all be able to comment in my journal again. I know it's been killing you.]
In other words, I'll never understand why I don't lock that door.
Seriously. When was the "last time it was 'ooh, Colleen has a project and we all have to help her right now!' panic panic"? I don't think that that has ever even happened... Maybe in grade school. Maybe.
I became very sick today at work. This is very odd. I am confused by it. Perhaps it was only Jonathan making me sick. That is always possible.
I hope I am feeling well tomorrow. I think it just might be a combination of over-tired and stress. And extreme lack of earrings. Damn. That's going to bug me so much. They were nice earrings!
[Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone...]
I got a kiss before I went into World Issues today, where we watched the beginning of Hotel Rwanda. I can't decide if that movie is more or less disturbing than Shake Hands With the Devil. Possibly on par?
[Tomorrow, you'll all be able to comment in my journal again. I know it's been killing you.]