Oh boy - I just found out (as in, no more than ten minutes ago) that I have to put a costume together in time for a party my social skills group is having on Saturday, including some fairly precise painting and stuff that I'll have to try to do with a significant tremor, if I'm going to try to do what I really want to - fortunately I already had an idea and had started to do some stuff quite a while ago, so I can at least pick up where I left off instead of trying to start completely from scratch (because that would so not be happening in two days). I'm really nervous about it - that I won't finish my costume in time, that it won't turn out the way I wanted at all, that people might judge me for it, that only one person there will even have the slightest idea what it's supposed to be... Honestly, I'd much rather not go. I wish I could still get away with just going trick-or-treating for Halloween instead of having to go to a party if I'm going to do anything at all, I'd be much more comfortable doing that (and would've had a lot more lead time, too). Also, I sure hope the paint I was using before hasn't dried out or anything - if it has, I'll have to wait for my mom to get more on her way back from work tomorrow afternoon.
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Yet in my new wildness and freedom I almost welcome the bitterness of alienage. For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.
-H. P. Lovecraft, "The Outsider"