Which is worse? Being bored at work with time dragging to the point where you wonder if it's even moving at all, or having to rush home from said job to study for a math test, even though you're exhaused, and you're probably going to fail anyway? The correct answer is...your guess is as good as mine. Either way it sucks. Not to mention the fact that because I had to work I missed seeing Christopher Moore (a brilliant comedic writer for those of you who aren't familiar with him) at the Tattered Cover, which really pisses me of, because that's the second bloody time I've missed him. All I really want to do is either watch my "King Kong" DVD or work on my fanfics, but I'm going to be too ruttin' busy in the next couple days to do either. I've got quite a bit to do on my Book trilogy, and I wrote this (for me) really dark H/Hr story that I'm really excited about having people read, but that needs a lot of polish (and a possible companion story). And here I am doing math.
Well, I guess I could look at the bright side of things - there's a new "Lost" tomorrow that looks like it's going to be incredible, so I can't wait for that. And last night I got to hang out with my friend Whitney whose visiting from Florida. I didn't really expect to get that much of a chance to see her, so I guess that's why last night was so nice. We didn't even do that much; we pretty much just sat there and talked, but she's so easy to talk to, and I rarely get to do it for an extended period that it was a real treat. Plus she is so absolutely gorgeous that it borders on funny, but she's not completely aware of it, which makes it even better. She's one of those girls who makes me feel handsomer (I know that's not a word, but I'm too tired to care) just by being around her. Speaking as a guy, that's quite a nice feeling.
But she leaves early Thurs. morning so I probably won't see her again for who knows how long, and I'm just tired and grumpy and ready for summer vacation. I'm complaining a lot more than I usually do, so I deeply apologize to those of you who accidently read this. I'm sure I'll be back to my more cheerful self in a couple of days when this all settles down, and I get some writting done (funny how addictive it is, isn't it?) Again, I beg your forgivness for my unusual bad mood, but everyone has those days. Let's just hope this passes soon.
Good quote from a Counting Crows song I'll end with: "Today was just a day bleeding into another and that can't be what a life is for."
P.S. My actual mood could probably best be described as "snarling" (which I think should be a mood option; anyone agree?) but pessimistic is the best I can do for now. For the third and final time, sorry for the grumpy. Look forward to a happier me in a couple days!