Ahh, upgraded Semagic and the wonderful world of tagging, now I can do it more consistently. Yeeha.
So. Current reason Andee's annoyed with herself today - I'm somewhat fed up with my predeliction to be all Scarlett O'Hara about things. "I'll think about it tomorrow," specifically. There's a cubic fuckton of stuff that I've swept under my mental rug, and it's getting so that I trip over the bump every time I walk through a room. Of course no one likes to think about how the only person actually holding you back from acheiving your potential is yourself, but it's definitely true of me. And I'm tired of skinning my knees every time I try to accomplish something just cause I'm too fucked up to handle stuff.
A lot of what's triggering this is work stuff... but I'd rather bitch about that behind a lock. Some of it's mulling over a conversation I had with
morlock the other that was ostensibly about purpose underneath the fanciful meanderings. Another bit is just... well, I am going to be 27 come October, and... I really should have gotten more accomplished in that time than I have. Instead I still feel stuck in this messed up adolescent stage, like I keep applying to be non-Jang and come up denied.* And of course, I hear my mother wenching about how "immatoor" I'm being. The flip side is lately I've been feeling more grown-up than ever.
Then there's the bit where we're out of coffee and thus I haven't really been caffienated since last Wednesday. This is a good thing, but it does make my mornings fairly yawn infested. Even when I do get six point five hours of sleep.
bleh, stupid pants requirement for work. *sigh* Off to the abbatoir.
* wonder who's going to get that reference besides the usual suspects?
So. Current reason Andee's annoyed with herself today - I'm somewhat fed up with my predeliction to be all Scarlett O'Hara about things. "I'll think about it tomorrow," specifically. There's a cubic fuckton of stuff that I've swept under my mental rug, and it's getting so that I trip over the bump every time I walk through a room. Of course no one likes to think about how the only person actually holding you back from acheiving your potential is yourself, but it's definitely true of me. And I'm tired of skinning my knees every time I try to accomplish something just cause I'm too fucked up to handle stuff.
A lot of what's triggering this is work stuff... but I'd rather bitch about that behind a lock. Some of it's mulling over a conversation I had with
Then there's the bit where we're out of coffee and thus I haven't really been caffienated since last Wednesday. This is a good thing, but it does make my mornings fairly yawn infested. Even when I do get six point five hours of sleep.
bleh, stupid pants requirement for work. *sigh* Off to the abbatoir.
* wonder who's going to get that reference besides the usual suspects?
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