November 15th, 2011
Doom Loop II
“You’re pink, you’re young, you’re middle class / they say it doesn’t matter / Fifteen blue shirts and womanly hands / you’re shooting up the ladder // Your mind is racing like a pro now / Oh my god, it doesn’t mean a lot to you / One time you were a glowing young ruffian / Oh my god, it was a million years ago”
—The National, Racing Like a Pro
“How was school?” “I failed story listening…”
—Peanuts comic, 11/16/98, from my cut-out comics book…yep
I believe it was around this time in 1998ish (yes…I have an amazing memory) that I was involved in another week of DOOM, this one very HS-oriented, of course, including a total gymnastics meltdown (“make it or break it month!”) and ALSO completely screwing up both a physics AND calculus test…yep. Yep, those were the things causing me drama then, :).
I no longer worry about gymnastics skills or math tests, but this week started off in another MOOD of DOOM. Christie reports that this is true from her sector as well (and Twitter says the same). What’s up, week before TG?!
Anyway I believe I am coming out of this. I hope. A gorgeous little lunchtime gingerbread latte from Dunn Bros at the library may have sparked the turnaround (it even had a pretty leaf top, I complimented the barista on my way out). Also reading books about people crazier than me helps, too.
But I’ll believe it when I see it.
Sneaky November DOOOOOOOOOOOOM…!
Off to Finnish Bistro/TT friends hangout tonight. Oh Yes.