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_________________ 10 43 pm pdt [ anxiety ] Today was a perfect day, spent with my mother visiting. She love our new apartment and the neighborhood. She found a great bed and breakfast to stay at. We tried a new restaurant (which was in the ideabox) and had magnificent stuffing meals. My only problem is the reef tank.
I got a great deal on it, but I feel guilty for having
purchased anything so large while I am still looking for a new day job.
Last night, I had a full fledged anxiety attack about the thing. I was
[ 3 years: ] three years ago today: I didn't write because I was in New York. two years ago today: I talked my mother into us leaving Thursday instead of Wednesday, since it occurred to me than I am leaving in four days and I have not packed, nor finalized my thesis. one year ago today: I am. I admit to it. It's part of the package. I am one of those scary, express my feelings all the time, kind of people.
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This film was tremendously bad with its unoriginal
characters, clicheed plot and low production value. It bordered on being
so bad it was good. version 1
I was in line to get Unbreakable when my mom said she wanted to see Nurse Betty, so we'll watch it tomorrow morning.
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planning on leaving it dormant until October, but the guy who sold it to
me left live sand in it and included a buck of live rock and two clown
fish. I am quite daunted by how to keep everyone alive and happy, when
they have alread been in the bucket for five days and I had been planning
on spending a month researching how to do this. So I didn't sleep more
than three of four hours last night worrying about the thing. 
