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[07 May 2008|05:41pm] |
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today was one of those days. but you don't need to hear me complain about work again. i was a zombie for most of the afternoon, and spent time reading a blog that i found linked from an article on cnn. the article was about how blogging can be theraputic, and the blog is written by a woman who started it because of her husband's cancer and kept it up through the birth of their kids and his death, and continues to write.
under the cut, a time killer that i found in the aforementioned blog.
( Read more... )
while i'm linking to things, here... http://manbabies.com/
have some manbabies.
in other news, i was so exhausted after work today that it made me hyper-emotional. i was listening to cloud cult on the way home and a song started playing - sleeping days, pt II - that gets me every time i hear it. i almost started crying on the bus. i didn't, but i was wearing sunglasses so maybe i should've just gone ahead. then i got home and curled up on the couch with darren for a bit while he let me mope some more about how much today sucked (i'm sorry. but honestly, i felt like breaking down right there at my desk) and kind of wanted to lose it.
sorry sorry sorry. i should probably think about getting more serious about the new job hunt. blah.
really though, other that the job-hating-wishing-i-had-more-money aspect of my life, i'm really pretty effing happy right now. i guess by just trying to focus on that as much as i can, i end up venting here on the ol' blog. i guess that's what it's for though, right?
kayla and i were talking about blogs today after i told her about the one i was reading. she said she doesn't get it. i didn't really try to explain. she doesn't get why people would want to basically keep a journal, but then let people see it. most people i know who have blogs also have private, written journals. i do. that's where i put the stuff that doesn't need to be shared. whatever, people do what they want.
there you go.
friday is the 9th. it's been on my mind this week, of course. expect my usual tribute i suppose. there will be something, anyway.
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