The sometimes profane personal diary of a flight attendant with Social Phobia, Depression, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, and Suicidal Tendencies. Good times.
Friday, October 07, 2005
My last post just published a second ago
My mood is I want to crawl into a ball. My friend's bachelorette party needs planning, my neighbor needs help with her business, I have e-mails to return, and I have this stupid dating sie. I just want to rest.