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Tomorrow... Feeling: behind ...I will be so very old. Last night I was in the grips of the feeling that I was about to turn 25 and have very little to show for it. Compared to many of my family and friends, I am treading water; one more slip away from falling. This is why I found myself watching the series finale of Veronica Mars in the company of vodka mojitos and rum-and-Coke. Luckily Krynn came by to visit and smacked some sense into me. Literally: I was talking about my fondness for feeling inferior to everyone around me (you'd think it was a hobby, the way I do it so often), and she beckoned me with one finger, then slapped me. Good thing she hits like a girl. Hasn't learned enough from the rugby team yet, thank God. So yes. Tomorrow I will pass the quarter-of-a-century mark, and here's hoping my twenty-sixth year of life will exceed the past two in terms of education and professional endeavors. Comments? 0 so far... | Procrastination finally grows some teeth - 2010-11-29 Necessity: the Mother of Invention - 2010-11-29 Enforced Work Ethic - 2010-11-28 A Week of Perfect Nothings - 2010-11-28 4 more days - 2010-11-27 Alms for the Poor? |