Emerged from my funk today and am moving forward…fun day at work at the store and it was great just knowing it’s Thursday. I ventured around the corner to Starbucks to grab some tea and the sight of their cozy red cups and festive food & drinks was enough to make anyone smile inside.
11.19.2009
Anxious excitement
Holly Golightly: He’s all right! Aren’t you, cat? Poor cat! Poor slob! Poor slob without a name! The way I see it I haven’t got the right to give him one. We don’t belong to each other. We just took up one day by the river. I don’t want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together. I’m not sure where that is but I know what it is like. It’s like Tiffany’s.
Paul Varjak: Tiffany’s? You mean the jewelry store.
Holly Golightly: That’s right. I’m just CRAZY about Tiffany’s!
Hump day funk
I’m in a funk and don’t really know why. I’m frustrated…with life. With my lack of funds, with my lack in personal discipline to avoid bowls and bowls of chips, salsa & guac at Border Cafe. And then the frustration/bad mood just gets the ball rolling and everything seems shitty. So I give in, let the bad mood take over, fully indulge in the shittiness, and vow to start fresh tomorrow. Because sometimes a really great bad mood is fun.
