A proper post needs containment, and sometimes I don’t have the presence of mind for all that corralling of my thoughts. Especially after two hours of TV (My Name is Earl, The New Sara Silverman Show, and Grey’s Anatomy). And six or seven hours of sitting in front of an office computer working on somebody else’s project.
What was I thinking? I just spent four months not working and stressing about not working, when really I should have just been enjoying the heck out of myself. Well, I did enjoy myself – but in a stressful way. I hate to think that stressful “fun” has become my m.o.,
because that would mean that I’ve become my mother.
My mom and I at Sue and Joss’s wedding in 200? Look at us with our hair all dyed black…