Wednesday that feels like Sunday night before work on Monday.

Today was tough. It wasn't a great day but it wasn't horrible. I've experienced horrible days. At the end of everything I just sat back and felt like an asshole. The headache just isn't helping much either.

Anyway.

I got rid of some more of my furniture in the apartment. So now it's starting to look like an unfurnished dorm room. Out with the old and in with the new. Once my bankroll is somewhat stable, I will be able to afford that chair from Kartell. What can I say, I have expensive taste. (Really, I'm just a poser who has a semblance of style and an eye for design. T00l!)

Weird doesn't begin to illustrate what's running through my head. I don't even know what I'll eat tomorrow but all of a sudden I'm caught up with what I'm going to be doing in the next few weeks, months and even next year. I'm trippin' for no good reason. One of those days I guess, where I pretty much need to be mad. There are folks who wake up in the morning and decide what they will be...and I decided I will be a jerk today and get all twisted up with shit that normally does not phase me. Bah.

I didn't even hit up the mall on the way home to finish up a birthday present like I was supposed to. That's....unlike me. Maybe it was too much of that green tea cake from two weeks ago. One-fourth of which is still untouched in my fridge.