Hurricane Rachael
Sep. 16th, 2002 11:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rachg82So, to anyone who made it through my LJ entry last night, how are you? Do you need any water? How many fingers am I holding up? Heh, yeah, that was long. I was joking about it with Dosi tonight, and was like "y'all are troopers, man. You should get t shirts that say I Survived Rachael's LJ." Hee, like I'm a natural disaster or something. And you'll all be telling your grandkids about me someday. Like veterans of 'Nam or some shit. Haha.
Okay, so, what's up with how my crazy body allows me to stay up till God-awful hours of the night, but then I'm tired all damn day? Like, today for instance. Last night, I was exhausted, but I had a hell of a time falling asleep. Then I slept in till like one in the afternoon. You'd think I'd feel relatively well rested, right? No. All evening, I felt like crawling back into bed. But I know if I were to try and fall asleep now, I'd probably just lie there, and not be able to. Stupid body.
I did nothing but sit in front of the computer like all day. It was crazy. Like, "hey, where'd the day go? Wasn't it just 2:30?" Everyone and their Grandma seemed to be online today too. It was a good day though, even if it wasn't very productive. I came one step closer to opening up my own little Charlie Brown cartoon-style therapy booth. I'm spreading the good word to the people! Cognitive behavioral therapy like a mofo! Hee. Seriously though. Every other day, someone I'm talking to, either through IM, or on a MB, will mention them having problems with social anxiety, and I turn into Dr. Rachael. I should start charging fees! Hee, except not.
I talked to Dosidella for like a billion hours straight today, too. And I don't think I've mentioned you enough lately, Dosi. I should just get a loud speaker, and start shouting your name in the street. Heh. I bet you'd love that! I was in kind of a "meh" mood earlier, but she was in a "I'm gonna spend two hundred dollars, online shopping! And use many exclamation points! Whee!" kind of mood, and it was totally contagious. Damn you, Dosi! Putting me in a good mood! The nerve! *shaking fist*
Okay, I'm gonna get all disgusting, and lovey dovey now. So, watch out. I'm giving a shout-out to Dosi, Raq, Tink, ND, and the rest of my meta pals, because y'all are so great. Aside from Amy, who I emailed these last couple years, it's seriously been years since I've had friends. Yeah, I know. Pathetic, huh? But, having people to talk to, and all that, and "click with", like I have with a few online, is making me all gushy and hurl-inducing sweet feeling right now. Like, I still feel crappy about what went down with Amy, and I still don't trust people in general, but whatever. Right now, I'm in a happy little mood, so I'm goin' with it.
On the other hand, though, I'm a little stressed too. Like that kind of under the surface, constant stress you try and ignore? Yeah. I'm not getting enough hours at work, and the money thing is slowly driving me mad. Ugh. But, I'm trying not to freak out about it.
Wow, that entry was gross! Hee. Way too much love! It needs some hate! Well, I hate that my managers at work right now, won't give me more hours. Bastards. And I hate that I have no money right now, and I miss shopping! *sob* I hear the mall softly calling my name. "Rachael! We miss you, why aren't you here? Where have you been? We've got all sorts of new turtlenecks here for you to buy! And jackets! And pretty tops! You used to love us, Rachael. What happenned to the love? We never did you wrong! You show up at work every day, and walk past us, we know you see us! We've got all our cute outfits out on display for you! But you just keep on walking! Why, Rachael? Why?"
Okay, so, what's up with how my crazy body allows me to stay up till God-awful hours of the night, but then I'm tired all damn day? Like, today for instance. Last night, I was exhausted, but I had a hell of a time falling asleep. Then I slept in till like one in the afternoon. You'd think I'd feel relatively well rested, right? No. All evening, I felt like crawling back into bed. But I know if I were to try and fall asleep now, I'd probably just lie there, and not be able to. Stupid body.
I did nothing but sit in front of the computer like all day. It was crazy. Like, "hey, where'd the day go? Wasn't it just 2:30?" Everyone and their Grandma seemed to be online today too. It was a good day though, even if it wasn't very productive. I came one step closer to opening up my own little Charlie Brown cartoon-style therapy booth. I'm spreading the good word to the people! Cognitive behavioral therapy like a mofo! Hee. Seriously though. Every other day, someone I'm talking to, either through IM, or on a MB, will mention them having problems with social anxiety, and I turn into Dr. Rachael. I should start charging fees! Hee, except not.
I talked to Dosidella for like a billion hours straight today, too. And I don't think I've mentioned you enough lately, Dosi. I should just get a loud speaker, and start shouting your name in the street. Heh. I bet you'd love that! I was in kind of a "meh" mood earlier, but she was in a "I'm gonna spend two hundred dollars, online shopping! And use many exclamation points! Whee!" kind of mood, and it was totally contagious. Damn you, Dosi! Putting me in a good mood! The nerve! *shaking fist*
Okay, I'm gonna get all disgusting, and lovey dovey now. So, watch out. I'm giving a shout-out to Dosi, Raq, Tink, ND, and the rest of my meta pals, because y'all are so great. Aside from Amy, who I emailed these last couple years, it's seriously been years since I've had friends. Yeah, I know. Pathetic, huh? But, having people to talk to, and all that, and "click with", like I have with a few online, is making me all gushy and hurl-inducing sweet feeling right now. Like, I still feel crappy about what went down with Amy, and I still don't trust people in general, but whatever. Right now, I'm in a happy little mood, so I'm goin' with it.
On the other hand, though, I'm a little stressed too. Like that kind of under the surface, constant stress you try and ignore? Yeah. I'm not getting enough hours at work, and the money thing is slowly driving me mad. Ugh. But, I'm trying not to freak out about it.
Wow, that entry was gross! Hee. Way too much love! It needs some hate! Well, I hate that my managers at work right now, won't give me more hours. Bastards. And I hate that I have no money right now, and I miss shopping! *sob* I hear the mall softly calling my name. "Rachael! We miss you, why aren't you here? Where have you been? We've got all sorts of new turtlenecks here for you to buy! And jackets! And pretty tops! You used to love us, Rachael. What happenned to the love? We never did you wrong! You show up at work every day, and walk past us, we know you see us! We've got all our cute outfits out on display for you! But you just keep on walking! Why, Rachael? Why?"
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Date: 2002-09-17 09:19 pm (UTC)Oh and I know exactly what you mean about time just flying when you're on the computer. I have so many hours/days of time just sucked into the black-net-hole.