oi.  so first I meant to write this this morning, and then I started
writing it now (3pm, at work, because our staging server is down for an
hour or two), but I got interrupted once, started writing again, lost
concentration, started websurfing, and when I came back, my connection had
been severed and what little writing I had done lost.  I must try to write
this down as I think of it; otherwise, the thoughts and ideas I have
slowly seep out of my head as the day wears on.

in fact, I've completely forgo . . . oh yeah.

I went to bed last night soon after writing what I haven't re-read but
know to be a fairly depressed journal entry.  I was woken up in the
morning by a credit card company who wanted me to make a payment.  after I
woke up, I made the payment (as I now have a little money, thanks to me
blowing a bunch of savings bonds my grandparents gave me for college) - in
fact, I completely paid off the (fairly meager, for once) balance on the
card.  and I woke up and just felt SO GREAT, and ready to take on the
world again.  so I guess this whole being in debt thing is getting me down
more than even I realized, and I had already realized that it eats at me
to no end and fucking drives me crazy.  money makes the world go 'round.

oh well, back to my underpaying job.