I spent the entire day nursing a bottle of wine worth of hangover.
I saw some guy wearing a Michigan shirt today, and it bummed me out hard. Which is silly, I suppose. But it pretty much tied the last noose knot on an already shit day.
I was pretty sad I wasn't in the mood to go shooting, because it was a pretty spectacular sunset. Crepuscular rays all about the thing, shooting out from the biggest, fluffiest clouds. But I felt foul and didn't want to walk around, or risk being forced to interact with people.
I'm taking a few days off of work. I went in today and told my boss that I just feel burnt out and horrible, and I need a break. She happily gave it to me, and I'm looking forward to it immensely.
On the plus side, I got some funky new nail polish (doing my nails was a glorious twenty minutes of mind-numbing activity with the bonus of pretty at the end), I Skyped with Amber, and I listened to a lot of really good music. I remembered how much I like Blur, and I'm currently listening to Coffee and TV. Also, lucky me, I have two fat cats that are smothering me with affection.
I'm about to go to sleep, but I do have a lazy as fuck day planned tomorrow. Full of watching Labyrinth, because Allen found me this kind of awesome fanfiction story that makes a shitload of sense, and I Want to watch and think about that back story while I do.
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