I am officially in a terrible funk. A “spending most of the day trying not to tear up at my desk for no reason” funk. An “all I want to do is find places to hide” funk.
Apartment Therapy is on hold until this passes. Although I’m not particularly interested in real therapy, I might bite the bullet this time.
5 comments April 12th, 2007
Indeed! I had the laziest weekend EVAR, except for the part where I had some really good tequila and thought it would be wise and funny to do a very small backwards sommersault to get myself out from between the couch and the coffeetable and ended up tweaking my neck so badly it caused me to pass out when I tried to stand up.
I did manage to meet my snuggling and napping quota for the weekend. I also ran the dishwasher and the roomba. It was all around lovely.
1 comment April 10th, 2007
I don’t feel like I did a whole lot this week. I feel like I fell off the cure-wagon in the strict sense, although I continue to fix up stuff around the apartment. I didn’t buy flowers this week or a candle, but I did get some herbs and little container for my porch.
5 comments April 1st, 2007
ankle baking beach beer bruises camera derby dream elbow elephants food grr hate IM kaiser knee margaritas math money oh noes pain photos pity party psa recipe rick-rolling roller derby san diego sexy bruise time soy milk spaz sprain stab stupid fuckin fuck taxes teh suck tired topenga vegan violence wheels yay zoo zucchini
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