Super excited to see Cabin in The Woods! This may be because I used to love slasher movies in high school. I also have a deep love for Joss Whedon. Loved Firefly but really only saw it really about a year ago. I was never into Buffy. I was more of a Xena girl. Although for all intensive purposes they are basically the same, unabashedly cheesy and fun.
Today had started off horribly and I'm sure will only get worse. Yes, I'm a bit of a Debby Downer today. Ugh. Sigh. Everything that can go wrong has gone wrong. Possibly because of this mind set I'm having the normal girl in her twenties crisis. Just about every single person I know is married, married with kids, or has a kid. I'm not in a hurry for any of the above, however because the are basic accomplishments by which people grade their success at life, I seem to be failing. Now granted anyone can get married, oh wait no, no they can't. If you are gay you cannot or maybe you can but in what, like five states? Ugh. People bother me. If two people willingly want to tie themselves to another person financially and for life, presumably, they should have all the support they can handle.
The piles on my desk are just plain scary. They would of course be going down if I were working on them. :P But then I could not complain and add them to the reasons why today is horrid. Today should be great...I'm taking my dear friend for a belated (by a month) birthday tea at St. James Tea Room. I got paid, and it's Friday! Ehh. I guess we will have to wait and see.
I really need to pay my Rx bill so that I can once again get on Enbrel. It's been almost a year, and I'm sure I would be doing much, much better with it. I dropped an espresso plate yesterday. This could of course be do to any number of reasons:
tired
cold (having just taken the Isa dog for a 3 mile walk at which somewhere in the middle it got frightfully cold)
my hands barely work under the best of circumstances
or the migraine pills I was popping
Who knows? Probably a mix of all of the above. I do however need to get over all of the catastrophes that are making me tired, mean, and cranky, and just keep trying to have a good day. Maybe it will happen? Please. Please. Let it happen!!!!
Today had started off horribly and I'm sure will only get worse. Yes, I'm a bit of a Debby Downer today. Ugh. Sigh. Everything that can go wrong has gone wrong. Possibly because of this mind set I'm having the normal girl in her twenties crisis. Just about every single person I know is married, married with kids, or has a kid. I'm not in a hurry for any of the above, however because the are basic accomplishments by which people grade their success at life, I seem to be failing. Now granted anyone can get married, oh wait no, no they can't. If you are gay you cannot or maybe you can but in what, like five states? Ugh. People bother me. If two people willingly want to tie themselves to another person financially and for life, presumably, they should have all the support they can handle.The piles on my desk are just plain scary. They would of course be going down if I were working on them. :P But then I could not complain and add them to the reasons why today is horrid. Today should be great...I'm taking my dear friend for a belated (by a month) birthday tea at St. James Tea Room. I got paid, and it's Friday! Ehh. I guess we will have to wait and see.
I really need to pay my Rx bill so that I can once again get on Enbrel. It's been almost a year, and I'm sure I would be doing much, much better with it. I dropped an espresso plate yesterday. This could of course be do to any number of reasons:
tired
cold (having just taken the Isa dog for a 3 mile walk at which somewhere in the middle it got frightfully cold)
my hands barely work under the best of circumstances
or the migraine pills I was popping
Who knows? Probably a mix of all of the above. I do however need to get over all of the catastrophes that are making me tired, mean, and cranky, and just keep trying to have a good day. Maybe it will happen? Please. Please. Let it happen!!!!
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