huh?

the thing about "being busy" is that you always feel confused as to what you've forgotten to do that day. or maybe you've put off those less than appealing things on your list and, as you sit there eating cookies in the dark and maybe flipping through magazines or watching some old movie with your cats, you sigh and think of all that you have to do tomorrow, hence getting yourself in an overwhelmed tizzy for no reason whatsoever. then comes the moment when you have a valid amount of tizzyness and you're already exhausted from either putting things off or actually getting things done, so you just sit there and stare, wondering what the hell happened to your previous plans. i'm kind of wondering that myself today. damnit, i was in the middle of being productive and organized. what the fuck?!?!

derek called this afternoon to tell me that our sublet has fallen through - again. there was a slight scare about the arrangement earlier this week that resolved itself in a matter of hours. all was good and quiet. today that little wrinkle turned into more of a crease. the british guy with our apartment is trying to go back on the agreement because blah blah blah this and that whine whine sob story hey should we be compassionate people and avoid getting nasty about the whole thing because it would be so stressful in the middle of all this and ARRRRGGGHHH!! anyway, now derek is out on the hunt for a new place for us to live. CRAP ON A STICK! i had only just gotten a handle on my new set of three o'clock barfies! such is the way of things, i suppose.

grrr... i'm frustrated. grrr... i've decided to spend the rest of the day pouting and being snarky, just to keep my spirits up and in a good enough place to function. there's no use fretting when you can bitch instead. can i declare war on england because of the british guy fucking up our move?

speaking of british guys, let's move on to one that i really like. it looks like tim and mary will be moving to north carolina for him to start a new job there. excitement excitement! it feels as though some giant burst of wind is sweeping us off to scattered ends of the country. i wonder who will be the next one caught up in the gust. so now mary is under the delayed reactions i've been going through for the last few weeks. sort of interesting to see it from the other side. i think it might be enough to make me get all weepy and sentimental. like a commencement of sorts. we're all going through so much change around here lately. maybe we should just say piss on it all and have our own graduation ceremony. anyone have good ideas for a speaker that won't put us to sleep?