diaries are for wangst
2005-11-20

I feel angst. First, I woke up feeling angst, then I felt angstier, then I felt angst about feeling angst and I called somebody up and then I felt even angstier for bothering them, then I felt SO MUCH worse and I don't even really know the proper definition of angst.

All this before 2 in the afternoon. Eventually I got over it and saw a painting of a red-eyed Jesus with blood dripping all over him.

And that was my day!