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[jazzfish]

The weekend involved a visit from a black mood, about which the less said the better.

Monday evening I discovered that I can't read calendars and thus can't plan, but still get upset when the plan diverges from what I'd thought it was.

Tuesday morning I got a "you seem so nice but" message from someone who sounded really cool and vaguely promising.

Wednesday evening was bad in a way I'm not really ready to talk about. Plus the maple pound cake turned out slightly bitter around the edges of my tongue (in the same way that pancakes do sometimes, which means that all it needs is about a teaspoon of vanilla, but still frustrating).

Tonight is my first trip to a writers' group. I'm a little nervous about what happens if and when this trend continues.

Comments

[jazzfish]

There's probably good money to be made in a New Yorker or Vanity Fair article about that personality type, because I imagine a lot of gen-X and gen-Y types would read it and think "yeah, that's totally me!" or "oh, that completely explains my slacker [friend] / [sigoth] / [sibling]!"

I expect it's related to learned helplessness. I'm unused to the idea that *I* can change anything about my circumstances. What do you mean, there are options other than 'put up with it' or 'bail entirely?'

And *hug*s are always welcome, and the sympathy is taken in the spirit it's offered.

[rislyn.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's very true. Reminds me of some quotes from Spin. There's a couple places where E.D. says almost the exact same thing to Tyler, talking about the "spin" generation in general. Never really struck me before.