i need a hug (and a good swift kick in the ass)
2006-03-18 | 7:56 p.m.

Oh, sweet merciful crap.

Somebody, somewhere, talk to me. Give me a hug and stop me from shaking.

Tell me that I'm smart, that I'm capable, that it isn't nearly as daunting as it looks.

Remind me about the times in the past when I've felt utterly overwhelmed and still managed to come out on top.

Remind me that I've only got to survive this insanity until the end of April.

Tell me that of course, of course I can do this, so why don't I stop being such a whiny-ass titty-baby and get back to work instead of staring blankly at my laptop as though it contains the motivation I'm suddenly lacking?

You know how, in movies, the gang of villainous thugs always rush the hero one at a time, instead of rushing in all at once? Makes it somewhat believable when the hero kicks all of their asses.

Villainous thugs don't do that in real life. And, apparently, neither does anything else.

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