It's My Party

Such as, I am totally and completely sick of being fat. I swear to heaven above, I've gained so much weight that I've gone up a pants size. This sucks rocks, and I hate it.

However, I equally hate the treadmill. It's an impasse.

I'm also going to be quoted in an issue of Family Circle magazine soon. Um - except for the fact that I ended up giving "financial advice" of a sort... without getting it cleared through my Compliance Department. I think I'm going to have a breakdown. It's been scratching at the back of my brain for a couple weeks now. I'd really hate to lose my job over this, but the thought of having my name in print was more than my monstrous ego could take. Perhaps I should check with Compliance tomorrow anyway...

I'm tired of being a "loner." I've never, ever not had bunches of friends. Right now, I'm down to a select few. And I'm starting to climb the walls. The whole problem is that I'm not sure of how to just go out and "meet people." This isn't high school, you know. There aren't bunches of people that I'm just thrown together with, where friendships just develop. I know I need to branch out, but... where?

I miss 3WA. Yeah, okay, I'll admit it. I visit there every so often, and there's bunches of new people, and the old people have kind of floated away. I don't miss the moderator. But everyone else was very nice.

Perhaps what's causing me to miss 3WA is that I've been spending an inordinate amount of time on a fan board site of a particular band I enjoy. The nasty thing about that board is that no one can spell. I mean, honestly. It's not like I don't make mistakes or anything, but - in the title of the thread? Run-on sentences and grammatical errors and spelling errors all over the place? It gets tedious to read, and for a perfectionist like me, it grates. I just want to go back and correct it all.

One thing I can say for 3WA - they can spell.

Happy Anniversary, by the way. It's the 30th anniversary of making it legal to kill babies. Congratulations, USA.

(And before you start the e-mail to me, I'll just say this: Yeah, yeah, whatever. In the words of the "great" St. Stapp: "I feel angry I feel helpless - Want to change the world - I feel violent, I feel alone - Don't try and change my mind")

Speaking of St. Stapp, I will share with you now one of the most incredible pictures I've seen as of late. Why not? It's my party.

Oohhh, hot,
michelle

Posted by Michelle at January 22, 2003 09:12 PM