didn’t get home from amerika until after midnight. the venture obtained a 35% success rate. this does not include the meal at denny’s. if it did, it would probably be closer to -10%.
woke with a very sore back. don’t know what the hell kind of contortions i got into in the middle of the night. it’s possible i was trying to twist away from the disturbing emotional dreams starring morgan, of all people.
feeling indiscriminately angry today. i want to fight or have a tantrum or something just to pop the vent and release some of the pressure. i’m looking at the weekend and it’s making me cranky that, again, i don’t have any extended time for myself which i won’t have to spend cleaning or shopping or doing things which HAVE to get done.
or maybe it’s just a combination of the back pain, lack of sleep and friday the thirteenth all coming together in a tempest of unfortunateness to rain grump upon my split end-covered head.
then again, i probably just need a nap and a hug and some green vegetables.
I give you a hug…if that doesn’t pop the vent enough, feel free to use the opportunity to punch me in the kidneys.
*hug* i see you tomorrow!!!