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...Back, and still not knowing what I'm going for... Thursday, Jan. 31, 2008, 10:51 am Well, since I'm going to be home all day feeling sick and gross and gearing up for when Ken gets home and I have to pretend I feel normal, I might as well complain about it to no one in particular.Or, if Tiffany is going to write in her diary, I'm going to write in mine. Either way. I'll put in something cheerful to ignore while I'm writing. Anna Karenina: nothing less depressing than that. Maybe I'll go crazy and jump in front of a train too. I imagine a lot of people might think that would be all dramatic and poetic, watching the movie, but in the book it was pretty terrible. I need to have a shower, and do some laundry. I think I might. |