I Know What My Weaknesses Are. Probably Better Than You Do.
So last night I was in a really bad mood. I don't know entirely know why, it just kind of started bubbling up after getting home and every small inconvenience started to just make me so incredibly pissed off. At one point Tia said her friend wanting them to go to one of those "boot camps in the park" things that personal trainers do to make money, but she didn't want to go work out with other people. I made a stupid comment that I think made her feel awkward and the whole thing was dropped, but apparently it was enough to plant some annoying thoughts deep into my brain because when I went to bed I immediately began a shitty dream in which Tia and I go to Vegas and run into Virginia and Mark. I don't remember too many details, other the drummer for one of my very old bands showing up for no reason as Mark's friends. A very fitting friendship when I think about it. Just the very nature of the dream meant I woke up grumpy and feeling like I got no sleep at all. It certainly would be nice to have some pleasant dreams for once. I'm hoping this trip to San Diego will help me just kind of clear my head and calm down a bit. I don't like feeling this tightly wound and consistently angry.