existential blues
Today feels like it was poured over with the sticky, viscous fluid of melancholy. I'm mostly blaming it on lack of sleep, though a short conversation with londo about eight-month-old issues "helped" as well.
Tuesday nights have unofficially become self-date nights, so I'll likely be holing up with my cats tonight, maybe knitting, maybe finishing Madame Bovary (because what I need when I'm in a melancholy mood is Victorian realism, for sure!)
There are two happy things to mention:
1. I have a mystery package from Amazon.com arriving in the next couple of days. I didn't order anything from Amazon. Presents, yay! (Obligatory wishlist pimp)
2. A favorite online card site of mine, http://www.someecards.com has started selling t-shirts. Desirable.
But otherwise, I am :|
Tuesday nights have unofficially become self-date nights, so I'll likely be holing up with my cats tonight, maybe knitting, maybe finishing Madame Bovary (because what I need when I'm in a melancholy mood is Victorian realism, for sure!)
There are two happy things to mention:
1. I have a mystery package from Amazon.com arriving in the next couple of days. I didn't order anything from Amazon. Presents, yay! (Obligatory wishlist pimp)
2. A favorite online card site of mine, http://www.someecards.com has started selling t-shirts. Desirable.
But otherwise, I am :|