Don't want to go to work today. I wanna sit around and be lazy and feel sorry for myself. I didn't wake my ass up early enough so I didn't get to do laundry, so I'm going to have to wear previously warn scrubs to work. That makes me feel grody. Jesus.
I'm so fucking sad and lonely right now I could kill someone, if not myself. It doesn't help that, for the first time in years, I've become obsessed with an actress to the point of feeling like I'm deeply in love with her and if I never have her, life will not be worth living. I hate to be this pathetic but I can't help it. I'm sure I'll be fine when I wake up tomorrow.
It doesn't help either that I dig one of the chicks at work, but she's moving away and getting married. Go fucking figure.
I feel this deep desire to write something important, like a novel, or something else. But I can't. I feel like I need some sort of formal training, like I need to go to college and learn how to write, as if I don't know how to write. I know how to write, I just don't know how to start writing. Creative writing cannot be taught, I know, so I know not what I need.
I think I just need some drugs. Also, a supportive girlfriend would rock, too, but I don't want to ask for too much from this world.
