November 06, 2003
Kathleen
Let me tell you about self-pity.
It's a terrible thing to keep to yourself.
No:
You want to spread self-pity around.
Yeah.
I want us to all share, tonight,
Wallow in my self-pity.
It'll feel good --
It's like taking a bath!
'Cos it's a terrible thing to keep to yourself,
It's terrible thing to waste,
It's a terrible, terrible thing.
So, it's done. And what a dragged out, miserable, self-indulgent fucking dirge it turned out to be. I'm pretty sure this is the only time I've ever finished a post in tears, and I don't expect it to happen again. There's only one more story I can think of that's likely to do that to me; we've skirted around it a couple of times already, but to be honest I don't think I'll ever be able to write it. To be honest, I really don't want to.
Anyway.
God only knows if any of that will come across. If it does, I'm pleased and also sorry at the same time. If not, I apologize for wasting your time.
Tomorrow, back to the fun.
(Oh, and this is entry #100 in the annals of WalkyTalky. Happy Anniversary.)
Posted by matt at November 6, 2003 11:29 PM
