Saturday, when we were in the used bookstore with
matushan I sort of half-looked for a book on journalizing. She was baffled as to why I'd want to learn how to write my journal, and I think I said something like, 'it's just that I think it's rather boring.' Later, when we were in Borders, there was a book of New Yorker cartoons. One had a guy writing what I put in my subject line, and the caption was something like, 'journalizing for those of low self-esteem.' So, she pointed that out and had a good laugh at me. :)
So, my finger is feeling about normal again. Though it was yesterday morning, too, and by the end of the day tossing luggage it wasn't feeling so good. I hadn't been careful enough on it. It hasn't been so much my finger keeping me from typing much, though, as just generally keeping myself busy.
( Monday hung with Teena )( Tuesday hung with June )So, with things having been stilted with Teena and June unhappy with the party, my insecurities about socializing are coming up and I'm feeling like a failure. Oh, and not to mention, I
still haven't phoned my brother, Eightball, and his birthday was on the 9th. Someone asked me why and I admitted it's because the last time I phoned him he didn't seem to want to talk to me. Even my Dad didn't seem to want to talk to me last time I was on the phone with him, and he's usually garroulous. I haven't written to my Mom. I haven't visited my Grandmother. I suck at human interaction.
Hey, did I mention I started my period yesterday? So, before you even tell me, I know - practice makes better, so I need to practice what I suck at, and not go curl up in a little ball and hide.
Breakfast needs to be made and lunch packed and work worked, so off I go, now.