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numberoneblindblaaaagghh. don't like today.
yeah. I came home and my mother (who has the flu, ARGH ARGH GERMS ARGH) sent me to Meijer, which, for those of you not from, well, Michigan, is a big store-thing a la Kmart or Walmart or something, only with groceries also. And I reallyfuckinghate stores like that. Not when I'm wandering around them with friends or something, but shopping there... GAAAHhhhh. there's just so many people and so much noise and so much movement and this really really horrible energy and basically the entire time I was there I was fighting the urge to run out of there screaming, because for some reason the whole thing just put me on the verge of a panic attack. Didn't help that I couldn't find anything I needed and had to keep talking to surly employees (and GAHH, I hate talking to people, especially when I'm freaking out) who didn't know what the fuck they were talking about. It took me 45 minutes to find 3 things, and only 2 of them worked out. DEATH.
and now I have large quantities of homework, which I don't want to do. and I'm still all fucked-up feeling from Meijer and from other stuff, blah.
this week has been too long. and this weekend will be DEATHISH and short, because Friday night is the RV football game and Saturday morning is Academic Challenge and Saturday night is Haunted House (already? ARGH!) and Sunday I'm supposed to help Tim at the theater he works at. and I have two papers to write by Monday. FUCK.
yeah. I came home and my mother (who has the flu, ARGH ARGH GERMS ARGH) sent me to Meijer, which, for those of you not from, well, Michigan, is a big store-thing a la Kmart or Walmart or something, only with groceries also. And I reallyfuckinghate stores like that. Not when I'm wandering around them with friends or something, but shopping there... GAAAHhhhh. there's just so many people and so much noise and so much movement and this really really horrible energy and basically the entire time I was there I was fighting the urge to run out of there screaming, because for some reason the whole thing just put me on the verge of a panic attack. Didn't help that I couldn't find anything I needed and had to keep talking to surly employees (and GAHH, I hate talking to people, especially when I'm freaking out) who didn't know what the fuck they were talking about. It took me 45 minutes to find 3 things, and only 2 of them worked out. DEATH.
and now I have large quantities of homework, which I don't want to do. and I'm still all fucked-up feeling from Meijer and from other stuff, blah.
this week has been too long. and this weekend will be DEATHISH and short, because Friday night is the RV football game and Saturday morning is Academic Challenge and Saturday night is Haunted House (already? ARGH!) and Sunday I'm supposed to help Tim at the theater he works at. and I have two papers to write by Monday. FUCK.
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