Day: September 8, 2002

Dream 02.09.08

I had a dream about elevators. I fucking hate elevators, but I have to deal with them every day. It’s a stupid irrational fear that they’ll malfunction. I’ve never truly had an elevator malfuntion with me in it, but the one at Carter East came damned close every time I stepped into it. I started…

Begin Pre-Menstrual Rant of Nonsense.

Fuck you. FUCK YOU. A thousand times, Fuck you. You, of all people, I get emotionally attached to. You, of all people, I come to expect things from. Equal if not greater intelligence. Understanding. PATIENCE WHEN I HAVE NONE. I’m on birth control because of YOU. I take these fucking things because of YOU, because…