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House Arrest [18 Nov 2000|12:03pm]
[ mood | depressed ]

I'm in the middle of the most creative neighborhood in the most interesting city in the world, and I can't afford to leave my one-room apartment for so much as a cup of coffee. I bought bread yesterday, in hopes that toast will sustain me through the weekend, at least.

I need money. The phone didn't ring for the eight days we were away. I can't get a freelance job to save my life (and it's rapidly coming to that)...

I hate not being self-sufficient. I hate not being able to afford books or music or warm clothes. Michael says he'll help me if I work on our website project, but I just waste away in the apartment all day, feeling far less than creative. I've become numb to everything. And I can't ask him for money. I'm not a housewife. I never accomplished anything I can call significant. I can't just roll over and be happy to do the dishes and mend things, but I can't bring myself to strike out and try something with confidence...

I've become a bona fide shut-in. Ugh.

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[18 Nov 2000|02:35pm]
Damn. They just demolished the ancient and overgrown rollercoaster at Coney Island.

I loved that thing. It was beautiful.
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