the reluctant lobotomist (fourfreedoms) wrote,
the reluctant lobotomist

It never rains, but it pours (that felt especially pertinent considering it rained)

[ mood | enraged ]
[ music | Sinead O'Connor-No Man's Woman ]

Went to my therapist today . . .whatever. Fucking ISP taking a vacation so that my email is not working, so if nobody shows up for Young Democrats I won't be surprised. I hate this. I actually am so mad right now, I could kill something. This always seems to happen to me.

I can't upload any images, I can't get into my address book, I cannot access, nor can I get past the part that shows me I have e-mail at, I cannot post in here anything much longer than three paragraphs (small), I can't change my AIM profile, I can't change my profile on livejournal, I can't get into my address book at yahoo, and I know it's not my computer because I can't do any of that stuff on my mother's. But I can on any other computer with internet access on the fucking planet.


to whom it may concern . . .I came home, it started raining, I couldn't help falling asleep. Damn it, I knew this would happen. I just hoped I'd have a little more time.

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