September 25, 2004 - 1:22 p.m.
About my last entry: Uh, it really isn't as bad as all that. I'm done freaking out about losing my job. (Mostly.) But I do need to focus my energies on some suddenly important things that are not things I type in online. I also didn't mean to imply that I never wanted to socialize ever ever; just to make sure nobody was offended if I ever turn down some socializin'. Also, I'm broke.
Got it? Yeah? Okay. Neato.
I'll write again when things are more stable. I'm sorry, Internet, but your priority level has defaulted to "low," out of necessity. It doesn't mean I don't love you; it only means that I'm suffering from some sort of complex that is inspiring me to believe that my spare time is scarce and very valuable, and that you, Internet, have a way of being distracting from things that actually matter. I'm also often suffering from aches of the "head," "back" and "wrist" sorts, as well, which isn't fun. I should get that checked out. See? Another thing I gotta do! Hooray for stress AAAIEEEEEE
