a cage of my own making.

i can't think of anything to say that isn't a big pile of complaining. this is supposed to be my downtime. and i still don't have any control.

the only time i don't have anything to do, i'm sitting at a desk where i can't be seen doing shit i need to do. and when i'm free of the desk, i have so many obligations to people that i can't take care of myself and i'm falling apart a little.

i wish i had an alien power like the girl on "out of this world." i'd touch my fingers together and sleep for a week and just be alone for a minute.

geebus. i have a party to go to tonight and i don't know if i can get out of this "wanna punch everyone" mode before then. here's hoping.