Girlfriend Countdown: 13 days (Wheeeee!)
I'm tired, I'm hungry, and I could do with a smoke. It's not that I'm addicted, it's just that I'm frustrated and hungry and nicotine would calm me down. (I will have no problems not smoking in WI, because hey! No stress! Just girlfriendy goodness.)
Somebody stop me before I send another cranky old fogey email to this goddamn list? Dammit. I had a bad feeling about this from the start, with the overprotectiveness and gah. Must. Not. Snipe.
Am feeling mighty craptacular today. Was going to propose dad and brother for lunch, but blaaaaar. Man, I'm dreading going oiver this weekend. I'll go on Friday and get it over with, so I'll be able to adopt a West Coast sleeping pattern for the weekend again. (Hi, shadowlight!)
Want to write. Hate muses. Hate Lars. Want to draw. Hate lack of talent or even ability. Hate, hate, hate.
Stab my head?