16 January 2009 - 2:54 p.m.

dear diary,

i have a list of things to do, but i just don't feel like doing anything.

i think i'm depressed.

i've learned that when you are in my situation, you have one of two ways to feel:

1. excited about all the possibilties which lay before you, or

2. hopeless.

i felt excited last friday and through the weekend. things have slowly seemed to go downhill since monday.

my days are filled with walking the dogs, feeding the dogs, picking up dog poo, and watching bad daytime tv.

i feel tired. so, so tired. i'm not sure if it is physical exhaustion or mental unrest. i can not seem to find conscious peace in my mind.

my asshole neighbor left a note on my door this morning. he must have been waiting for me to take one of the dog's for a walk, because when i returned it was there. he left me a note about getting my dogs' barking "under control." not sure what he's talking about, since i've been home all week and haven't let the dogs yap their mouths off. ironically, this is the man who has two little dogs who yap all day long. this guy is a known asshole. i shouldn't let him and his note bother me, but they do.

fucker.

cali

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