1) Things are getting to me far more than I thought they were.
2) Things should not be getting to me this much. I don’t like it at all, in fact I hate it.
None of the problems at hand are insurmountable, most are in fact quite minor. However each and every single one of them is a hassle that I either have to deal with or affects me. They could all turn out really well, one of them is redoing a lot of work but it is more than likely a good thing.
I need something to read. I’m reading A Star Called Henry at the moment and its just not doing it for me. I’m in the mood for something sexy is the word I’m looking for I guess. I can’t think of anything else. I want to read the next American Psycho or Fight Club or God is a Bullet . Something raw and powerful with one hell of a fucking story behind it.
I do note with some happiness while browsing Amzon, Tony Hawks has a new book One Hit Wonderland coming out next week. Perfect flight material.