on the list..

On the list of all the fucking stupid things I’ve ever worried about – and, believe me, that’s a long list – I think I inhereted my mother’s ‘worry about stupid things’ gene – I think I’ve set a new highest item.

No, if you don’t want to die, of course you’re not going to commit suicide. Bloody obvious. It’s not like just one day you wake up and decide, ‘Oh, life’s not worth living today, think I’ll grab a gun and off myself’. It’s not a snap decision. And it doesn’t ‘sneak up on you’..

I can’t even believe that was worrying me.

No, I can, actually, it’s consistant with my charicter. It’s just not very bright.

So the person I didn’t even really know who nonetheless affected me by logging out permanently apparently thought about it for a long time first, by all appearances. And even though they had some personality traits in common with me (procedural mind, programmer, parents who didn’t always approve of them or what they did, religious parents, etc.. ) they were still quite, quite different from me in a number of basic ways.

Okay. Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way.. I’ll have to find something _new_ to worry about. 😉

I’ll just worry about my relationship problems. That ought to keep me busy for a while.

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