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Wednesday, September 20, 2000
poor sleep & a foul mood - 10:00 PM
yesterday i started work on shroom's mum's site. she does pottery. she makes not only pots but other things too, like kind of tribal looking faces that you can hang inside or outside on a wall, pots that can be used in the kitchen & other things like bathroom accessories. she makes really awesome stuff. she & shroom's dad go to the markets & to flower shows quite regularly to sell them & she does quite well. so i'm building her a web site to showcase her talents & let people see some of the cool stuff she makes. so far, i have the title page & some menu buttons done, but that's about all. i also played with a picture of one of her creations & it turned out really well. i'm getting better at using adobe photoshop. woo hoo!
last night must have been the worst sleep that i've ever had. i think that i woke up every hour. i'm not sure why. there are some things on my mind so that could be it. a friend is having trouble in her relationship so that was something that i think was on my mind. i hope that she sorts it out. her guy doesn't treat her too well. i mean he doesn't treat her really badly in a physical way, there's just a total lack of affection & love which is not the way a relationship should be. she's afraid to go out on her own because of lack of security, but surely, a little while being financially unstable is better than a lifetime in a miserable relationship?
this afternoon i am in the most foul of foul moods. i have no idea why i'm so incredibly pissed off .. i just am. mcgarnicle was being a bit annoying at doggie school today, but i think that was just a contributing factor rather than the cause. so i have no idea why i'm in such a stinking mood but i am. the dog was being annoying & standing on the console where i'd told him quite a few times not to stand so i turned around & yelled at him in the most angry voice. i think he was sure that i was about to take his head off. he got down straight away. anyway, none of this has anything to do with why i'm so damn angry & i still don't have a clue myself.
maybe it's lack of sleep, maybe it's hormonal, maybe it's this freaking diet, maybe it's the dog, maybe it's, maybe it's, maybe it's .. i don't bloody know. 
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