Dec. 14, 2005

My soul is crumbling apart like an over-baked cookie. I am staying up late doing nothing at all. Sleeping far into the afternoon. I don't want to see anyone. I have nothing to write or say. I haven't gone outside in two days.

I'm so upset with myself for quitting my job right before the holidays. I want to tell myself that its better this way, now that you don't have to deal with all the bullshit that went on. I was just so sure i'd get another job. So sure I had that photo studio job in the bag. Now I have no money to get gifts for people. No money to go on dates with Brian.

So I just stay inside. Because it's warm. And free.