A Deposit / For A Bottle / Stuck Inside It / No Role Model
2002-11-07
currently embroiled in low-to-mid grade freak-out. fueled by suspected illness, inconsistent feeding schedule, extreme chill in air and return to standard time residuals. sunshine is mitigating factor. presence at workplace also mitigating factor. status of freak-out upgraded last night when, panicked, phoned mother, for authoritative convincing that, regardless of current state of mind, am not complete and total loser. know things are bad when just want your mommy. 16 months of un/under-employment have been wearing on me hard recently especially with no motion in the job sweepstakes. beginning to fear structural unemployment. important to hear voices, other than my own, assuring that economy, etc, not personal failings are at work (pardon the pun) here.
proceeded to collapse into bed around 8, waking several hours later with craving for raspberry zingers and vanilla coke. please feel free to giggle at image of me wandering aimlessly, half awake and half dressed, through alphabet city from deli to supermarket to bodega in search of craved items. not certain how much time elapsed as phone is watch and left home without. let's just say covered many blocks, several more than once. after disappointment upon disappointment, returned to abode victorious (will never wander aimlessly seeking zingers again as discovered nearby purveyor of hostess products), passing out again not more than a scant few moments after consumption.
not certain when depressus interruptus will be returned to the back burner. possibly when i place the chicken soup and hot apple cider on the front one.
-finn
Previously:
Shiny Happy Person (or Something Like That) - 2005-08-19
Having Trouble Saying What I Mean With Dead Poets and a Drum Machine - 2005-08-14
Let's Rock! - 2005-07-27
Knock Me Right Off My Feet - 2005-07-22
Play or You'll Never Know - 2005-07-14
