hildeguardog's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'll be in Canada if anybody needs me. Jesus-fucking-Christ, my nerves are shot. I am anxious to know what will happen on Tuesday and Thursday and next week and in three weeks and in three months and I can not settle down. I am scared to death and anticipation is making it that much worse. I feel like punching Sam is the only way out of all my problems. Fuck me, why am I always broke? My problems would not grow so Goddamn big if I wasn't so fucking dependable on other people. I am irresponsible, though, I just know it. I have a test in the top drawer of bedside table that can prove it. 3:02 p.m. - Sunday, Aug. 29, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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