November 25, 2001 :: 7:00 p.m.
4x+y = pain
listening to... The Rockfords,
The Rockfords.
reading... tex and molly in the afterlife, by Richard Grant.
feeling... drained.
I feel like I just woke up, in a bad way. Normally I love the feeling you get when you wake up in the morning, all snuggly under the covers and drifting someplace between waking and dreaming... but this is not that feeling. This is waking up sweaty and headachey, kicking off the covers and trying to fall asleep again simply to avoid facing life. I have no energy at all, and my entire body hurts. I've been sitting in my house all day, doing nothing but math, math, and more math. In between the math I've been eating mini-snickers.
I wish I could get out of here. I mean, I could, I have a car and everything. I just don't have anything to do. I always feel sort of dumb going out by myself. What would I do? I could go for a drive, but I don't have much gas, and that wouldn't be much of a change. Instead of sitting here, I'd be sitting there. I don't like to going out to eat by myself, and I'm not really hungry anyway. I can't afford a movie if I want to see Harry Potter... on Thursday, and it's too damn cold to go to the park. Amanda's home, but obviously not interesting in doing anything. Joe would be, I'm sure, but to be perfectly honest I don't have the motivation to change out of my PJ's anyway. Ugh. I'm such a useless human being.
I don't know why I'm writing right now. I guess because I wanted a break, and this is convenient. I'd planned to make it longer, but I can't think of much else to say at the moment. My day has been supremely uneventful, and I'd imagine that it's going to continue as such. Blah. Maybe tomorrow I'll actually accomplish something.
-Amanda
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