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December 12, 2004
This frustration is rude, invading the space reserved in my mind for happy thoughts. Why are the people around me so concerned with the stupid details that so obviously prevent enjoyment of life? I know I've spent too much money in the past few months, but there's nothing I can do about it now. I will remedy this behavior and improve in the future. Why must we obsess about past mistakes, especially ones this mundane? Cancerous tumors, dead cats, lost love, these are things worth screaming and tears. Money matters need not apply for access to my chamber of stress.