Tuesday, June 03, 2008


Today, I am sitting in a coffee shop, coming to terms with my own mediocrity.

Having the latest batch of grades today, I can practically hear my chances of making a journal/being successful/working myself into an early grave pissing away.

Blech. It hurts, more than a little.


PT-LawMom said...

I hear you. (((HUGS)))

Eliza said...

Yep (((Hugs)))

Butterflyfish said...


ImNobody said...

Aww. Thanks guys.

3L Wannabe said...

totally with you. not loving it. but here we are.

All rights reserved to my snotty and generally self-deprecating writing. And if your comments bother me, I'll delete them. That's right, pumpkin.
...How dreary—to be—Somebody!
How public—like a Frog—
To tell one's name—the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!
-- Emily Dickinson