five thousand shades of blue
Monday, May 20, 2002
I kind of feel like someone's been rattling my head between two ping pong ball paddles. I suspect it has something to do with my habit of staying up way later than I should on Friday and Saturday night -- what can I say? I've inherited my mother's propensity to stay up later into the quiet hours of darkness to relax and/or be productive. It may also have something to do with the see-sawing weather... It's raining! It's sunny! It's raining! It's sunny! ... all in one day. My sinuses don't respond well to sudden pressure changes.
I'm definitely not ready for
this upcoming weekend. You'd think after all this time, I'd get on the ball in March or something. There's a part of me that doesn't really care that much -- this upcoming weekend is going to be as much of a vacation as I'm going to get, and you'd better believe I'm going to take advantage of it.
is
this just not enough…?
