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I don’t really have a topic for this post – I just feel like writing tonight. I haven’t written anything since my drunken review of The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest, and although it wasn’t my best writing, I stand by it. Drunk or not, it was still a so-so book.

Today was one of those days – I woke up late and had to rush around in order to get to work on time. My pants were damp because my dryer is awful and hates me. Work was crazy busy and I was ready to go home by eleven. By the time lunch rolled around I was near tears but a good meal and a healthy dose of JayZ kept the tears at bay.

The song I listened to?

I don’t handle stress very well – the older I get the easier it is to handle, but some days are worse than others. Today it seemed like every time I turned around there was another problem, another request, another thing to add to the “To Do” list. A few times I was ready to chuck myself out the window.

But now I’m home and feeling better. Tonight’s my night to work out but I made the mistake of eating first and now I’m afraid I might upchuck my dinner if I attempt to do eight minutes worth of crunches. I think I’ll just wait until tomorrow, and do sixteen minutes worth of crunches to make up for my laziness.

I need to look on the bright side – tomorrow is Friday, I can wear jeans, drink some rum after five, and forget about this horrible day. After all, tomorrow can’t be so bad.

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