Suffused in self-pity. What a great and overly dramatic way to begin a post. Yes, I know I need to snap out of it. It's one of these evenings where I'm hungry and am feeling mondo pathetic. Have no cereal, the pasta I was going to make sesame noodles with doesn't remotely work with the sesame oil. Haven't really got as much done as I wanted to this week. My attempts to go to the movie last night were met with difficulty. I wasn't even going to go to the movie since I was at Starbucks working but then they closed, so I figured I'd try. Didn't make it in time and would've snuck in, but the ticket person was dealing with the clean-up and hence not remotely interested in anyone at all. So I gave up and came home. In case you're wondering, I still prefer indie coffee houses if possible. But was in Scottsdale where there's not so much choice up there and needed wireless. And the Coffee Bean and Tea place closed at 8:00.

It's all too hard. Maybe I'll throw myself into cleaning to improve the mood. Or not the mood, but my apt. I finally bought lightbulbs for my bathroom lights because I have now two burnt out bulbs.

Where did October go? I want it back. And I want someone to cook for me. And hell, while we're on fantasies, someone to clean my apt. would not be amiss. Damn it all to hell and back. Am in futility land.

Finished Branagh's 'Hamlet" on audio tape which is just fab. It's like a dream cast. Kenneth is Hamlet of course, Derek Jacobi is Claudius, Judi Dench is Gertrude, John Gielgud is the Ghost. Sophie Thompson is Ophelia. Emma Thompson is the Player Queen. It was done in 1992. My Shakespeare prof. saw it in London. I don't want to curse the man as he was rather cool in a sardonic manner. But wow, how sublime. By re-hearing it, I realized all the titles and the quotes that come from it. Like "Leave her to heaven" and so forth.

Well, Ms. Negativity is going to quit subjecting y'all to her foul mood. I need like a mental re-boot or something like that. Resisting the urge to blast complaint rock. Or Dusty Springfield's "I don't know what to do with myself." Alanis's "You Oughta Know" is on and will do.