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intro (part 1 of 4).
May. 24th, 2001 11:20 pmI feel like I'm heading down, down, into the deepest pits of despair.
I started writing this journal entry at 11.20pm on Thursday 24th May. I was feeling depressed - suicidal, in the weird way that I get suicidal. My concentration was all over the place, and I was too down to even try to focus. I ended up spending the night reading usenet (over 2200 messages on alt.polyamory and over 700 on soc.bi), chatting aimiably on irc, and later, when the NorAm people had started to go to bed and the Brits had started to arrive at work, on Surfers.
I finally stopped procrastinating and dragged myself back into this window at 13.26 on Friday 25th May - more than 14 hours after I'd first started writing. I began to write what was going to be a very long post, but LiveJournal didn't like it as it was too long, and Netscape crashed. Luckily I'd cut and paste most of it into another window, so I was able to regenerate it fairly quickly. However, it became obvious that I was going to have to split it into a series of shorter posts if LJ was to be happy...
I started writing this journal entry at 11.20pm on Thursday 24th May. I was feeling depressed - suicidal, in the weird way that I get suicidal. My concentration was all over the place, and I was too down to even try to focus. I ended up spending the night reading usenet (over 2200 messages on alt.polyamory and over 700 on soc.bi), chatting aimiably on irc, and later, when the NorAm people had started to go to bed and the Brits had started to arrive at work, on Surfers.
I finally stopped procrastinating and dragged myself back into this window at 13.26 on Friday 25th May - more than 14 hours after I'd first started writing. I began to write what was going to be a very long post, but LiveJournal didn't like it as it was too long, and Netscape crashed. Luckily I'd cut and paste most of it into another window, so I was able to regenerate it fairly quickly. However, it became obvious that I was going to have to split it into a series of shorter posts if LJ was to be happy...