I'm So Lost, I'm Barely Here...I Wish I Could Explain Myself, But Words Exscape Me...

...It's too late
To save me
You're too late
You're too late

You're cold with disappointment
While I'm drowning in the next room
The last contagious victim of this plague between us
I'm sick with apprehension
I'm crippled from exhaustion
And I dread the moment when you finally come to kill me
--Blink 182


I'm so stressed and I have no idea why.

As soon as I get all the stuff ready to promote the Jon Crocker show and start promoting it, Alex tells me we're gonna hafta move the time back...After I asked him if the current time was ok and he said it sounded fine. Now I have to redo all of the stuff. Great. Just what I need a week and a half before the show. More promotion delays. Oh well.

I need to start thinking about what I'm gonna do for Trey's Pirate Mystery Party on Saturday night. I'm gonna be at the band contest 'til like 3:30, and it's about 2 hours from Rome to here, without stopping to eat, so that means I'll probably get back here around 6. Which should be plenty of time to get ready for the party. Now I just need to figure out my outfit...

A few people talked me into taking the ASVAB tomorrow. Woo. It gets me out of boring classes, though, so I guess it's ok.

I'm in a meh mood and I'm sure if I type anything else it won't be of much interest to anyone.

"Elise, believe I never wanted this...I thought this time I'd keep all of my promises..."