I am listening to Tchaikovsky's Piano Concerto #1, ahhh. It is supposed to start snowing in approximately a half hour, a big snow storm. I can barely see the mountains right now because they are covered with that big black cloud that makes me happy. I am trying like mad to decide what to do with the rest of my life. It's not working, but Friday is the deadline so I have to decide soon. I missed my Bus Orgs class today to go to lunch with the judge and his clerks. I am screwed this semester. I may as well give up now. I want to crawl in a hole, a little bit, but I'm feeling a little more peaceful today than I have felt of late. I'm working on a blog post about something other than whine whine whine. I love the snow because it covers a multitude of sins. My dad accused me of being a perfectionist last week. I don't know that I'm a perfectionist, I just like to hide the bad.
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