Current mood:

uncomfortable

House of Bats
Oh no!  A low point!  Where did this come from!  Stop it Donna's brain...you need to sleep: it is already half past midnight.  You can't stay up all night drifting uneasily for reasons you don't understand.  You have get to work in time to do someone else's PhD research for them!

I actually took out my life frustrations on a library quality survey.
I don't think they expected the essay of complaint that I sent them.  I don't think I expected to write it.  They asked for it though but wanting to know if the library "helped me to keep abreast of recent developments in my field."  The most recent book on Ecuadorian archaeology they have was published in 1965.

I've spent the past two days being unhappy about silly things that I am involved with or must deal with.  I don't like being annoyed, it doesn't suit me well and I start to dislike myself.  Now I just feel tense.  The dark maw of Xibalba looms before me and I feel that I am going to be consumed.  Dark is the key.  I cannot see where I am going.

You know, I miss old friends.

Saturday night seems bright however, shining off in the distance.  I like that it is there to remind me that I am a happy person.

I have to find something in me to use Thursday through Saturday to their fullest.  This Jabberwocky needs slaying.  I just need to find my courage.  I need to stop ignoring things because I think they will worry me. Rawr!

Typing this has made me feel a bit better.  At least I only become upset at silly things that don't really matter: getting over them is rather easy.  If I became upset about things that mattered I'd be a wreck.