Kelly Gibbons, artist and writer, about me

Thursday, February 26, 2004

I had a wonderful day yesterday. I was in a wonderful mood, but this morning it has shifted. I don't know why that happens, I guess it is the what goes up, must come down theory. I want some damn super helium. I don't like coming down.

Anyway, all of this started last night and it keeps getting progressively worse. All my normal tricks to stay on the sunny side aren't working. I'm in break down hell.

There's something wrong with the phone. Normally I wouldn't have a problem with this. The phones broke, great. But, mine has decided to be extremely annoying. It beeps once then nothing. With a house full of teenagers this is a real problem. There friends don't understand broke and they are persistent little buggers. Let's see how many times I can call in a minute. I heard beeping in my sleep. I wonder how much this service call will cost.

My digital camera--yes my brand new digital camera--is giving me grief. It won't upload. I have disconnected, re-installed, re-booted and still nada. Blink, Blink, Blink.

Between the beep, beep, beep and the blink, blink , blink I'm going a little bananas, beserk, and batty.

Next it's the printer. Ok, so this half works. Sometimes. When it feels like it. One day no problem. The next day I have to hand feed it. I guess it is just old and wants to retire.

What's next. I don't even want to know.

OK so these are all machines. That happens, they break. Do they have to do it all at once?

All of this machinery malfunction has put me in a bad mood. Everything looks awful today. Blah. Beep. Blink. It is affecting everything-like I pushed a snowball down a hill and it keeps getting bigger and bigger.

I'm trying to snap out of it but I can't seem to do it. Everything I try to do gets the "This is Crap (TIC)Seal of Approval" before I even try do it.

I've tried writing. Nope TIC.

I've tried cleaning. TIC. And who wants to be in de ja vu cleaning hell anyway. I have been walking around the house saying, "Didn't I just pick this up. Didn't I just put this away. Didn't I just dust this." TIC!

I think I'll make a real stamper and walk around stamping everything. TIC. TIC. TIC. Beep. Blink.

I'm feeling better already. Sometimes ya just need to vent.

posted by Kelly @ 2/26/2004 09:49:00 AM

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