Pffft....

That's it. Enough, already. The shit keeps hurtling down my very own hill and it's taking my breath away - literally. Today was a miserable day which carries over nicely from last week. I really, really, really need a holiday. Yes, yes - I know I say this all the time and that's because it's fucking true. Maybe one day I will actually get a holiday and then I can stop bitching. Until then, feel free to skip a line here and there.

Some good news: I scored a ticket to the Tweedy show tomorrow night. Good for me! I just wish I felt like leaving the house. Perhaps things will look up tomorrow. Funny, to tempt fate. Really, why not?

I'm bone tired and I would do filthy things for a hotfudge sundae. Don't judge me.