Not a sociopath
I understand that no one wants to read about how I’m in a crappy mood. It’s January and if you live in a cold place, chances are that you’ve had better days/weeks/months than today/this week/this month.
I’m frustrated that my fuse is shorter than usual. That having to wait four hours to get pet food/litter delivered aggravates me no end. The answer to why didn’t I get it myself is that carrying home 50 pounds of cat litter and 48 cans of food is more than I want to do.
The running is not as effective a mood stabilizer as it once was. This morning was the first run I’ve had since Monday, so maybe I just need to get the running to a more therapeutic level.
I was thinking about m@tch dot com, but I can’t bring myself to sell myself today. In fact, I suck at selling myself on my best day, so on a day when I am achy and unmotivated and sluggish…not my day. I’m always amazed how those high-functioning sociopaths can talk themselves up all the time. Feh.
Fourteen days until my vacation. My warm vacation. I can’t wait.
January 26, 2008 at 6:08 pm
Today I was trying to come up with a word that somehow combined anger and depression and came up with “danger”. I also hate Jan. and Feb. I braved a 22 degree day to go for a walk today. Just had to get out. Blergh to winter.