General corruption
Jul. 23rd, 2002 12:39 pmI decided to get organised and sort out my life. I thought that if I got up and did something, found a job, wrote at a fixed time every morning instead of whenever I feel like it, and didn't sit around in the usual state of intellectual melancholy, I wouldn't have anything to be melancholy about.
But no. My wonderful, not-talking-to-each-other family are out of the house, and I didn't get up in the morning, I got up in the afternoon.
You can't change who you are. If it's written in your genes that you are a lazy, depressive, arrogant bitch, that is what you will always be.
Wherever you go, there you are.
I don't want to get a job. I have one. But I need the money. Which is not, in fact, true. I don't need money. I actually have some stashed away that will keep me for at least a year. But in the meantime...
In the meantime, I will stay annoyed and depressed. And my media files will stay corrupted.
But no. My wonderful, not-talking-to-each-other family are out of the house, and I didn't get up in the morning, I got up in the afternoon.
You can't change who you are. If it's written in your genes that you are a lazy, depressive, arrogant bitch, that is what you will always be.
Wherever you go, there you are.
I don't want to get a job. I have one. But I need the money. Which is not, in fact, true. I don't need money. I actually have some stashed away that will keep me for at least a year. But in the meantime...
In the meantime, I will stay annoyed and depressed. And my media files will stay corrupted.