Can't figure out why I'm never happy but I don't even care anymore that I can't figure it out. There's not a single reason, I'm sure. I feel stressed because so many things feel unorganized and incorrect. Of course, LiveJournal is at the top of my list of things bugging me, though it's by no means the only thing.
I miss Blythe.
I'm going to see AI later with Kenji I think. I don't see enough movies. I don't buy enough (any) DVDs lately. Would I watch them anyway? Probably not.
Going to San Diego tomorrow for a week. I should get some stuff done before I go, but what? Too many unfinished projects. *sigh*
