I really need to get my obsession with this song to go away. Especially while I do not actually have it.
Things that make tonight slightly better than yeterday:
-Doing something writing-related in a notebook, even if it's not writing
-Finding enough brain to do some reading
-Splurging on McDonalds
-Relatedly, discovering I like MDs pumpkin pie, who knew? Also, coupons for free fries. Three of them. I am pleased.
-Not having to take more than a couple of phone calls
-Really damn good chocolate (I may have a new favorite manager. He is a sweet goofball and also, he gave us really good chocolate.)
I still kind of want to cry, but that's how life mostly goes, so you know.
Tomorrow, I write. Not a lot, but for two hours before work, either at MDs or, if I end up taking a cab, at home. I'm hoping I can get this scene for polybigbang out of my head, at least, if nothing else.
Monday, I call about phones, I go to my family, I hopefully get a haircut, I probably get stuck decorating for a holiday I don't really get to do this year, I write. Tuesday, I talk to my mother or else somebody should come hit me until I do.
Things that make tonight slightly better than yeterday:
-Doing something writing-related in a notebook, even if it's not writing
-Finding enough brain to do some reading
-Splurging on McDonalds
-Relatedly, discovering I like MDs pumpkin pie, who knew? Also, coupons for free fries. Three of them. I am pleased.
-Not having to take more than a couple of phone calls
-Really damn good chocolate (I may have a new favorite manager. He is a sweet goofball and also, he gave us really good chocolate.)
I still kind of want to cry, but that's how life mostly goes, so you know.
Tomorrow, I write. Not a lot, but for two hours before work, either at MDs or, if I end up taking a cab, at home. I'm hoping I can get this scene for polybigbang out of my head, at least, if nothing else.
Monday, I call about phones, I go to my family, I hopefully get a haircut, I probably get stuck decorating for a holiday I don't really get to do this year, I write. Tuesday, I talk to my mother or else somebody should come hit me until I do.