Ok, sorry for the lack of updates, but my computer has been sitting in my backpack for a week, and somelameo's computer drives me fucking crazy, so yeah, haven't been around much.
Times like this you realize that online journals really aren't for you at all, eh?
Anyways, I've been lying around in the sun reading a lot, currently reading Hopscotch, which is quite good but is definitely a mood book - ie, not much plot. Interesting though, and beautifully written.
Oddly though, I seem to be in a pretty bad mood most of the time, but I think I'll attribute that to food issues. It's not that I don't get enough to eat, it's that nothing that I eat seems to be satisfying - I feel full, I don't want to eat more, but I don't have that sense of pleasure that normally accompanies a good meal.
Plus, my damn boyfriend keeps getting up early in the morning to do god knows what, and waking up alone in a strange place with nothing to do is a terrible start to the day.
Times like this you realize that online journals really aren't for you at all, eh?
Anyways, I've been lying around in the sun reading a lot, currently reading Hopscotch, which is quite good but is definitely a mood book - ie, not much plot. Interesting though, and beautifully written.
Oddly though, I seem to be in a pretty bad mood most of the time, but I think I'll attribute that to food issues. It's not that I don't get enough to eat, it's that nothing that I eat seems to be satisfying - I feel full, I don't want to eat more, but I don't have that sense of pleasure that normally accompanies a good meal.
Plus, my damn boyfriend keeps getting up early in the morning to do god knows what, and waking up alone in a strange place with nothing to do is a terrible start to the day.
I get the way too working 3rd shift, there's nothing good to eat and I'm not interested in eating. It's hard to eat in the dark I think it's something evolutionary.