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Friday, March 04, 2005

Worried

That about sums it up.

I'm worried about coming out to my family.
I'm worried about finding a job and a place to live next year.
I'm worried about C. and Skip, who just had a nasty breakup.
I'm worried about Beth, who is spending her spring break in Honduras.
I'm worried that my life has gotten so disorganized, I may never be able to get things back in order.
I want to get my hair cut really short, but I'm worried that it will look really bad.
I'm worried that I worry too fucking much.

GAH!

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