Well I Feel Like Crap

I spent time dinking around the evergreen course catalog and have re-concluded that I hate school. I have also registered for class(es) in the vague hope that graduating would be worth the effort despite all evidence to the contrary. I feel like shit about everything that comes to mind currently (and it's been getting that way for about a week), and have no motivation for anything except reading books (most of which I've read before, all of which are brain candy). All the noises of other people existing make me irrationally angry. It's not quite four pm and my father is pouring his first drink of the day. Better, I suppose, than three pm, but still a miserable and disgusting excuse for a coping mechanism. My main coping mechanism is to cease to fully engage with the world; I think I can almost feel my brain atrophying. Good riddance.