It's Been A Long, Long Time Coming

I'm trying to write a paper. Really. I am. I have all the good ideas, and I kind of actually want to write. I have a couple of pages. I can't get any f(u/a)rther than that tonight. It's just not happening. This sucks.

Mostly I'm just sad. I really wanted to be home tonight. I wanted to see people tonight. I wanted people to be happy to see me. I wanted hugs. I did not want to be home alone with the cat, reorganizing my bag to make sure that it's less than 50lbs, watching my life being turned into a baseball metaphor on TBS. (Btw, My Boys is a great show. And I don't even mind the episode-to-episode uberextended metaphor.)

Oh, screw it. I'm going to do some reading. Later.


Song of the Moment: Waiting in Vain ~Annie Lennox


PS. Just a little shout out to the cargaritas crew. Last night? Hi-lar-i-ous.