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Monday, September 19, 2005

Today's Quote--"I am so depressed"--Marvin the robot, "Hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy"
 
No, really, I am.

Anyway, Alli's parents came to visit...it was waaay cool. Even though Bob didn't catch any fish. It was nice to spend time with them. Of course, I just love showing off my area. Am I really an insufferable know-it-all? Wait...don't answer that. I know. ;)

Sammi is not uninteresting. I actually agree with a lot of your political blog. Why people don't prepare for major disasters when they see them coming...I had a great comment for you, but I'm not a Xanga member, so it got deleted. 'Sokay, I just wanted you to know you're not alone and I love ya!

I actually have an interview for a job. I think I already blogged about it, but it's this Thursday at noon. I hope I get it. I can't stand not working.

This job hunt stuff has made me reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllly depressed. I mean, I don't think I've ever failed this miserably when I really put my mind and heart towards something like I have towards this. And I don't know how much longer I can live at home. I'm my own person and I can't behave like the obediant daughter anymore, it's driving me crazy!! I feel like a cross between an ungreatful brat and an indentured servent. Then I feel stupid because none of it's true.

Ed took me out yesterday and I just didn't want to go home. Ever. He was so absolutly wonderful 'cause he stopped at the river beach and we just chilled with the ducks and geese until it got too dark and cold. But I don't have anywhere else to go. So, we had to come home again.

Knowing too much about abnormal psychology, I've determined I'm on the fast road to major depression. No thoughts of suicide yet, but I'm thinking the world would be a better place without me...at least I was when I started sobbing non-sensically at Ed. *sigh* The worst part is I feel all these bad nasty things, but I know at the same time that none of them are true. I need to go do gongyo and about 50 million hours of daimoku. Maybe then I'll return to my senses.

Needless to say, I need a job. I need an apartment. I need a car. These things are no longer wants. They are needs. Ah, well.

Despite all that internal crap, good stuff has been happening. Ed took me out go-kart racing with one of his friends from work and his girlfriend...It's the first time I've ever been out with another couple I didn't know to do stuff. It was a blast. I almost got a car...if only we'd called sooner, it was sold the morning we called. Boo. It would've been perfect. And my parents were willing to help me buy it. And I've got this interview...And Alli's parents came to visit.

I just need a break or something. I can't stand it being fall and not doing anything. But...that's where I am right now. I'll be doing soon, I hope.

Right, so that's enough dumping. It's Fall here! Yeah! Trees are starting to change color even. :) Gotta love this season. I do!

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