My heart bleeded, girl

I'm old enough to know better than to wish the time away. But dear Lord, it's tempting. The sun is shining today, and I just don't care. J called me last night and said there was really nothing for me to do at work today, I might as well stay home. And I did, and it was swell, but it didn't help. And now Lois and Valerie and I are going out to dinner-maybe that will perk me up.

I find myself reading the ol' flist, nodding, having thoughts, but it's just too much trouble to comment. I hate that.

I've been writing, though, and that actually does help.

But you know the best thing ever? One week from tomorrow, I'll be in Orlando with silveryscrape! It's seriously the only thing keeping me going.

What bugs me the most is that I really have a fabulous life, and it makes me mad that because of the time of year, I don't enjoy it the way I should. It's not even that, though, it's an energy thing. Totally sucks.

However, tonight is Lady Heather on CSI and Dancing WIth the Stars!!

And here's a picture, just to brighten up my journal. Or to illustrate my mood, really.