Grrr
I just had one of the worst weekends of my life. Ok - so not really, it's just the Monday morning side of it that it feels that way. I have a friend who says that since I'm so addicted to film and theater I fully embrace Shakespeare's "All the world's a stage" to an unhealthy level, but... Maybe I do, but not all the time. But today I'm sitting here going... I don't like any of my friends. I love my frineds and I don't know what I'd do without them, but I don't like them at all right now. It's kinda like Rent - you don't know what they would all do without each other, but it's one of the most dysfunctional groups there is. My roommate moved out this weekend - I mean, because she was changing cities, not because of anything I did! But I was almost glad to see her go. If you count the years in college that we were suitemates as living together we've been sharing space for the last four years on and off. And I was so glad that she was finally gone. She kept saying, You're going to miss me, you know you will - but at this point I don't think I will for awhile. Plus one of my drama queen friends was in town and it's just like when the four of us get together there's just stress. So I had fun most of the weekend, but just all this stress and tiredness that I just don't know what to do about it! I just want to curl up in my bed and not put up with anything for awhile and I certainly don't want to be in the office! But my best friend in the whole world (ok, in the US since my bestest friend is on a long term mission in China) is coming in at lunch time and I get to leave then! I just hope she doesn't have a lot of energy and we can just curl up on my couches and talk and catch up and I can vent about the rest of our friends and she can vent about her husband and it will be great.