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Yes, it's 4 in the morning.
Jun. 12th, 2006 04:12 amNo teaching, no classes, but still the occasional bout with insomnia.
This time it was me getting all upset about a horrible haircut that my stylist hasn't given me yet. Nothing like pre-wedding panic to ruin a good night's sleep.
Funny thing is, the panic is always that I'll somehow not feel right (occasional translation: good enough). Nothing about the whys and wherefores, just that somehow I'm not going to fit the picture.
Heh. Fears haven't changed much since high school.
Usually I'm good. Usually I don't worry so much anymore about what other people think.
I guess this is just hitting me in a vulnerable spot.
Geez, I'm honest at 4 a.m. Must be the silence.
But hey, I'm all caught up on Sinfest.
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This time it was me getting all upset about a horrible haircut that my stylist hasn't given me yet. Nothing like pre-wedding panic to ruin a good night's sleep.
Funny thing is, the panic is always that I'll somehow not feel right (occasional translation: good enough). Nothing about the whys and wherefores, just that somehow I'm not going to fit the picture.
Heh. Fears haven't changed much since high school.
Usually I'm good. Usually I don't worry so much anymore about what other people think.
I guess this is just hitting me in a vulnerable spot.
Geez, I'm honest at 4 a.m. Must be the silence.
But hey, I'm all caught up on Sinfest.
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