I think I saw
The Beauty Queen on the bus the other day. It made me happy.
It was beautiful and sunny today, and I spent it at work. Had dinner at my parents' (sort of) and came home.
Erin and Jake are watching the first season of Lost with Jake's coworker Ryan. I have really been wanting to see it, but I was strong and made myself go in my room and close the door.
Now I'm sitting here, wanting to do anything in the world but work. I actually feel like I want to go to bed, which is completely irrational.
I'm not even distracting myself from work by doing something fun. I don't want to do anything at all.
It's absurd. This project is not so difficult, it is not beyond my abilities to complete it. So why does it feel like agony to even sit down and think about what I need to do?
I hate wearing socks without shoes.