I know it's getting bad when...

...I listen to Lou Reed's Berlin twice in one day. It's a tough album to listen to once, and enjoying it as much as I am seems like a bad thing. ...but at least I'm not listening to Morrissey or Sinead O'Connor.

My favorite lines from this album:

How do you think it feels
To feel like a wolf and foxy
How do you think it feels

To always make love by proxy, huh
How do you think it feels
And when do you think it stops
When do you think it stops

Also:

That miserable rotten slut couldn't turn anyone away

And also:

This is the place where she lay her head
When she went to bed at night
And this is the place our children were conceived
Candles lit the room brightly at night

And this is the place where she cut her wrists
That odd and fateful night
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling

...later...

I started this post several days ago and didn't get around to finishing it until today. Luckily, my downward spiral seems to be correcting itself. I still don't have a job, but it bothers me a little less today. Plus, I got a fat student loan check in the mail yesterday, so at least I'm contributing - contributing money and debt :-)

I'm basically done with my semester now - its about time I got the loan check for it! - so maybe having that pressure off helps too. Its funny how there are sometimes external issues that cause depression, but more often than not, they are internal, whatever Tom Cruise may say. I know I'll feel bad again, and that chances are it won't be that far in the future, but right now I feel good... <stuart-smalley>and that's - okay. </stuart-smalley>