so i say to my husband...lets go out tonight. he is sure we can find a sitter. so we look up the local music scene and decide to go somewhere. He comes in from yard work and i say, we should find a sitter. He says "well i thought i could schedule a friday off, we could spend the day toghether and then go out." I wanted to go out tonight because i feel useless, depressed, bored, anxious, worried and generaly like shit. How is going out some friday in the future going to help me forget what a fucking wreck i am? The fact that i have no job and feel like a bump on a frogs ass? Does me no good. I hope i can stop crying before he comes home with the dog food. Yea for me, maybe i can stop feeling like a loser two weeks from friday.