BORING...
Oh, shit. I have eleventy billion things to do this week! Mostly it involves birthdays that are too close together and coloring my hair and taxes, but STILL.
Also, I am depressed. Probably hormones or similar, but all I want to do is sleep. Crying is optional, but doesn't cost extra. In addition, I have been on my period ALL YEAR LONG (feels like, anyway, and not too far off from the truth). Someone told me this is a sign of pre-menopausal women. MENOPAUSE. Just what I was missing from my life.
Work is still ridiculous. I am bearing it with silent dignity. More or less.
Watched most of To Catch A Thief earlier. The fireworks scene used to be my favorite when I was younger, but now it's just damn funny. Still, Cary Grant is my perfect man. ♥ ♥ ♥