I feel used up. And pointless. And kind of a waste.

What the hell have I done with my life?

I don't know, I'm rather assuming this is just... coming on because of what's coming up. Another week and a half, and I'm moving, preparing for a divorce we don't really want, but do need (apparently.) I've been out of (real) work - maybe "out of career" is better - for around three and a half or four years. Worked a few small jobs, nothing in a year and a half...

Old friends are imposible to get hold of. *sigh*

I don't know. I just hate what's coming up, I suppose.

I can't stand self pity.