So yeah, stuff happened...

"Well I ended up not going to the junkyard. The one thing I really need is a backing plate for the front brake and that requires a cordless drill to get off. The only ppl I know with one were all at work.
So instead I drove, a lot. I put over 150miles on The Cat just driving randomly and enjoying having her back.
I ended up following signs to Devil's Hopyard state park, which has a beautiful waterfall that's at least two stories tall.
I also stopped at Gillette Castle, which was sadly closed for the season, but I got to wander the grounds.
I took pics of both and may post them if I feel like it or ppl want me to.

Now I'm trying to decide if I want to drive up to NoHo for Haven or not. I'm not sure whether a goth night will help my depression or make it worse."

Argle

"I want to run, I want to break off and run and disappear.
But I promised not to do that. Why the FUCK did I promise that?

Oh right, because I was trying to be sensible and responsible.

Feh

Day 35.
Killed by being sensible and responsible. Stupid sensibility and responsiblity.

And the phone call with soeone else I am having depressive issues with didn't do anything helpful either.

I want to crawl into bed and pull the covers over me and hide & cry for a year. But instead I have to pretend to be fine and functional to the ppl I live with, and I have to pretend to be just fine and normal to the people I work with.

Lucky lucky me."