Today was long and tough. It began, like yesterday, with me waking up and just not wanting to get out of bed, not wanting to have to face work i find incredibly difficult and feel like i'm failing at, not wanting to have to look at headlines like the ones in which Yale-bred fascists proclaim their "mandates" and boast of "political capital," (why am i not surprised that Bush is reading Robert Putnam?) crawling to the office and struggling with client calls, struggling with getting my shit together. Some things about today were good - getting some new information, making some mildly successful calls, getting tomorrow's action squared away, and the meeting with the jwj folks - who are incredible, was really good. Came home, watched an episode of 'six feet under' on dvd - the first episode of the second season, in which nate tries to deal with the avm stuff and accidentally takes david's ecstasy. Tired of waiting for the first season to show up, and i've seen this episode before anyway, so it doesn't make me get all out of order or anything. The vagaries of ordering stuff cheap and used, i guess. I can clearly deal.



But mostly i'm just feeling stressed out and continuously frustrated and very, very lonely.