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Dec. 1st, 2004 01:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
annissamazingFeeling kinda headachy. Probably from the paint fumes wafting over from the other side of the building.
Diane went to the hospital yesterday. They said it was an aneurism. She had a spinal tap today and they found blood in her spine. Kevin says that that means she has about a month to live, but Kevin's been known to be full of it. I don't care for Diane. She's a bully. She's the only person I wish would quit so I didn't have to deal with her anymore. And while I don't wish her to die, I feel bad for not feeling worse.
Diane went to the hospital yesterday. They said it was an aneurism. She had a spinal tap today and they found blood in her spine. Kevin says that that means she has about a month to live, but Kevin's been known to be full of it. I don't care for Diane. She's a bully. She's the only person I wish would quit so I didn't have to deal with her anymore. And while I don't wish her to die, I feel bad for not feeling worse.
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Date: 2004-12-02 08:59 am (UTC)And yeah, I'm familiar with that half-irritated, half-pitying feeling you mention. Sort of itches somewhere that's impssible to scratch. Forgetting about it as rapidly as possible seems to be the standard answer, but I don't find that satisfactory either. So I poke at it until I have to get busy on other things, and then I shrug and knock it aside into Pending, anbd move on.
Pending has a stack of junk in there most of the time, seems to me...