it's one more and i'm free

I'm so tired.  Two hours of sleep, and work at 8 in the morning, which is ridiculous for me.  And then  I had a bad start to the night yesterday, but my friends came down from Phoenix and we rocked this place like nobody's business.  I have new hair.  It's exhilarating.

I didn't get later today off, though I so dearly wanted it.  Of course there's weather.  OF COURSE THERE'S WEATHER, THIS IS THE WINTER OF NEVERENDING FUCKING WEATHER EVERYWHERE.  It's ruining my life and I'm not even in it.  Man.  Come on spring, be nice.  Before we get summer, and thunderstorms.  Sigh. 

Con in a week.  I'm supposed to be writing something right now.  But I can't focus and I'm so sleepy and so I think I'll give up.

I've been making guacamole like nobody's business.  I used to hate the stuff, and now I just want to bathe in it.

Nonsensical is nonsensical, and I'm really quite an idiot but we'll get over that eventually.

I need more tea.

Lately I feel like everything I do is just another step toward yet another inevitable failure.

There's a remedy for that; I think it's called determination. 

Maybe it's just impatience.  Maybe more accurately, fatalism.