That pretty much sums it up. I have had this headache for 3 weeks. It’s really annoying coupled with the uterine pain that needs to bite me too.

This post is probably going to get a little riled up and involve some heavy swearing so you can discontinue reading if you are sensitive to that.

But I am so annoyed with people (myself included). I am going to think about where I want to go come January to get out of here. I don’t want to have anything to do with 98% of my life today. Yeah, I am excited to be getting my education and a space to actually appreciate the time to do it right. That’s why it would have to be winter break.

But I do think I need to go somewhere south of here and do it up beach style. Like equator wise. I know I have done that several times, but I do need to continue that. Then next summer I will be doing Europe my own way. On my own. My own way.

This real estate agent is currently bending me over because he won’t return my calls. I don’t have any keys nor any answers from him. I sent his associate a threatening email because I am going to go to the head of the whole branch and register a complaint.

I was thinking today that I am going to start doing more things that make me happy. I will have the time and a little extra cash for classes and should have the time to do some workshops I always wanted to. There is a film series at the Lincoln film center which is pretty interesting and rotates often. I am going to start doing all of these things again I used to do alone serially—it’s important to me to regain my independence both publicly and privately. I do not plan on getting cable. I do plan on getting a Bose wave radio ipod player like the one I got for here. I just need music. I might steal my easel back from the boys, or maybe I will just get another one.

All I know is this:

People need to get off my butt and leave me alone. I am going to put my fist through a wall if I have to continue to listen to this day in and day out.

Cell phones, email internet. F of this too. I think people need to start sending me letters if they wish to communicate with me. I am seriously considering removing the battery from my phone for a month. And although everyone knows how to call me at work and email me at work…I can ignore it if it is not business related.

Seriously though. I am going to use that line your mother used to say to you when you were a kid to govern how I handle things from now on.

“If you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”

And even if my world is quiet and nobody speaks. Why do I care?