Bored. Really, really bored.
Eye doctor was stressful and not fun, but I ordered glasses, and I can stop two out of three of the drops. The other one I only have to keep up another week, then it's toast, too.
I think suddenly that all of my music is horrible. I can't find anything I want to listen to, and the silence makes me want to tear my hair out. Mom is watching Buffy season 3 in the living room. My grandparents are in LA, leaving us responsible for crazy old great-grandpa, should anything happen before they get back.
Oh, yes, and I feel rather as if almost the entire world is ignoring me. Lindsay's in London (I think; it's hard to keep up with people when you can hardly read other people's livejournals), Rachel hasn't written back, and I'm feeling totally discouraged because even from Arizona, Jonni knows more of what's going on in town than I do. Of course, she was always better connected than me, but still- it's depressing.
I'm getting the web design itch again. And I am seeing better- I think it's time to see what I can do. Applied for a couple more fanlistings, including one I probably won't get. I'm feeling just about up to doing a FL design. Maybe not much else, but I think I can do that. I'm also thinking that if I can ever get myself to the point where I can write and edit again, I might take a stab at the essay content for the
Marilyn Stark site. You know, the one nobody else cares about? 'Cause, really, if I'm going to be geekish and obsess over things no one else has heard of, then I'm going all the way, damnit.