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6-9-03 // 12.17 pm only talking sense NP: Neil/Tim Finn - "Finn" My job is very good at making me feel not particularly smart at all. I mean, I know I'm no genius, but it seems like every time I feel that I have things sorted out, something goes haywire or another issue is dug up and I feel like a failure, like I've done everything wrong. *sigh* I'm sort of hungry but sort of not, if that makes sense. My stomach is a combination of hunger rumblings and nerves. Today could be worse. I have to keep reminding myself of that. Regardless, right now I would kill for some sense that I'm actually making some progress.
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