bethb's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- warm blanket i feel so small and hopeless and depressed and anxious and tired and bitchy and defeated and and and. i just want to quit. everything. everyone.everywhere. i want my grandma to stop trying to get me to move back to PA. i don't want to. i love her and miss her lots but pa is not for bb right now. i don't know what is, but i'm fairly certain that it's not to be found in pennsylvania. money may be the root of all evil, but it sure does seem like a big ticket to the entrance gate of freedom. i wish i wasn't such a completely wanky goob. i wish i had more people to hang out with here. i pretty much don't hang out with any of the theatre people here anymore because i just don't like them. they're loud. they're annoying. most of them are actors and actors are annoying. so are directors. so are producers. sometimes all i want is a reliable car and a warm blanket 3:50 p.m. - 2001-09-02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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