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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.
Tuesday, July 16th, 2002 02:58 pm (UTC)
Ouch! Yuck! There are some areas very unforgiving of basic human error. Instrument flight is one. Sounds like managing the care of diabetes for a son is another. I hope he's doing better now!
Tuesday, July 16th, 2002 03:06 pm (UTC)
Yeah, he's much better now. In fact, I'm letting him run a little high, just to make sure he's ok!!!

Yeah. Diabetes management, especially with an insulin pump, has zero forgiveness for human error. Bleh.