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Monday, July 15th, 2002 04:37 pm
Frustrated. Angry. As usual, no one's fault but my own. Why am I such a MORON? Why do I procrastinate things? Ugh. This is the second time in a row I have screwed up this particular thing, too, which just makes it indescribably worse.

Can I just run away now? I'll move to someplace where no one can find me, no Internet connection, no phone, nothing. I'll never have to worry about this again. I won't guilt myself into trying a third time, and I'll never even have to fess up that I, CJ Smith, f*cked it up AGAIN. I'll just vanish. I won't let anybody down ever again. Poof, I'm invisible, I'm gone.
Monday, July 15th, 2002 11:58 pm (UTC)
{{{{{{{{{ HUGS }}}}}}}}

You know, if you DID try to disappear, I'd have to figure out how to come out and hunt you down.... and you don't want a mad witch on your tail. That's just usually not a good thing - hehe
Tuesday, July 16th, 2002 10:40 am (UTC)
uh oh, no, it usually isn't... maybe I'd better leave you my address, just to be on the safe side. :-)