Ugh. I have got PMS and the winter blues like a crazyperson. I am to that point of kicking chairs and cursing at the copy machine and glowering at anyone who has the audacity to walk past my office door. Don't come any further, I say. I'mma bite-cher head off like it's made of chocolate. Rrrrr.
...Is it made of chocolate?
Strike that.
I mean, I have some good books I'm reading. That's cool. I'd rather be spending more time reading them and less time doing other less pleasant, more real-lifey shit, but then, what else is new. I'm thinking grad schooley thoughts and whatnot, so that's... good? Signs of false hope and a lack of connection with reality? Hopefully just hope.
But what I could really use is spring. Spring spring spring. And ibu-profen. I have ibu-profen, but spring... remains illusive. *Glares at snow out the window* Sigh.
Let's see, let's see, what else is new. I'm ditching facebook and tumblr. (At least for a couple months.) So maybe I'll be around here a bit more? Also, I'm resolving to keep in better touch with my far-far-away friends. I called Michele last weekend -- Catherine, you're next. :) Also, I'm going to get back on pftt and try to catch up there (hiiii, Shannon). And catch up on Cath's and Monica's blogs. And maybe tweet more? We'll see.
Also thinking about signing up for some time in a clay studio, and I'm buying a new sketchbook and some paint markers. Maybe I'll post pictures here if I actually turn out anything.
Back to work. Adios, amigos (amigas?). Catch you lay-teyres.
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