Bah.
I was having such a good day too.
Basically some depression hit me from out of the blue. It's manifested as me fretting and focusing on/about some various issues that I normally don't worry about. Mostly my lack of confidence and inability to make any meaningful change in my situation. Also, as tends to be the case, the whole dating thing. What really sucks is that I only worry about these problems when I'm depressed, which means I lack the motivation or desire to anything about them. When I'm in a mental state conducive to improving things, I tend to ignore said things entirely.
So yeah. I'm depressed, lonely, and overly concerned with not having a girlfriend or potential girlfriend at this point. Obviously, I shouldn't worry about it and should be capable of functioning outside of a relationship but at the moment the obvious and logical are on thier union mandated break. I think obvious ran to get some bagels and logic is hitting on that new girl in marketing. Someone mentioned something about the bar after work, but you'll have to ask them, I gotta stay late and finish this damn report for the Scottsdale office.
It occurs to me that it might be easier to meet people if I actually went somewhere other than work, but I dunno. I've never found it easy to introduce myself and for whatever reason I'm not the sort of person that people feel inclined to know.
I just want someone to care about. I either need to stop being alone, or stop caring about being alone.
So it being the the time of year when Jesus Claus is born and fires presents to all the devout boys and girls from his Jesus-Cannon means I get to listen to Christmas music at work. As if the shitty management and bitchy customers weren't enough. Did you know that there was a smooth jazz version of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer? Neither did I, but now that I do I really want to travel back in time and get Elton John to die for our sins if only because I could stand to listen to his music. Either that, or Journey. I'm pretty sure that "Don't Stop Believin'" is at least as big a miracle as the loaves and the fishes.
I was having such a good day too.
Basically some depression hit me from out of the blue. It's manifested as me fretting and focusing on/about some various issues that I normally don't worry about. Mostly my lack of confidence and inability to make any meaningful change in my situation. Also, as tends to be the case, the whole dating thing. What really sucks is that I only worry about these problems when I'm depressed, which means I lack the motivation or desire to anything about them. When I'm in a mental state conducive to improving things, I tend to ignore said things entirely.
So yeah. I'm depressed, lonely, and overly concerned with not having a girlfriend or potential girlfriend at this point. Obviously, I shouldn't worry about it and should be capable of functioning outside of a relationship but at the moment the obvious and logical are on thier union mandated break. I think obvious ran to get some bagels and logic is hitting on that new girl in marketing. Someone mentioned something about the bar after work, but you'll have to ask them, I gotta stay late and finish this damn report for the Scottsdale office.
It occurs to me that it might be easier to meet people if I actually went somewhere other than work, but I dunno. I've never found it easy to introduce myself and for whatever reason I'm not the sort of person that people feel inclined to know.
I just want someone to care about. I either need to stop being alone, or stop caring about being alone.
So it being the the time of year when Jesus Claus is born and fires presents to all the devout boys and girls from his Jesus-Cannon means I get to listen to Christmas music at work. As if the shitty management and bitchy customers weren't enough. Did you know that there was a smooth jazz version of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer? Neither did I, but now that I do I really want to travel back in time and get Elton John to die for our sins if only because I could stand to listen to his music. Either that, or Journey. I'm pretty sure that "Don't Stop Believin'" is at least as big a miracle as the loaves and the fishes.