08/12/2011

Today was unrelentingly stupid.  Since sister’s BF went up north, I had to take the bus to work, and home.  I left the house a bit after 8:00 and I got back a bit before 7:00 so I was not impressed with the situation.  Furthermore, the elevator at work is broken, and has been for three weeks.  Unfortunately, the lift gave out this week as well.  Now, when a patron requests materials, I have to carry them up two flights of stairs.

Sounds like a disaster waiting to happen.

I watched a movie tonight called “Two Lovers” and it was good, even though I generally hate romance.  It DID make me want to drown myself, though.

I’ve had an ongoing fantasy about drowning.  Growing up near the great lakes, water has been a huge part of my life.  Since I was in high school, I’ve had a recurring dream about drowning myself.  I have the location picked out.  I’d like to do it in late autumn or mid-winter, like November or March.  I always wake up gasping for air, as if I’d have died if I had stayed asleep a little longer.