i'm a walking hormone today. maybe it's spring fever making damn sure i know that it's not summer yet, bitch. whatever it is, i've gone quite squirrely and lost any motivation to get anything other than *that* done.
ugh.
tonight, i'm going to play music bingo with jamie at the pub, where i hope to also see meghan for the first time in about a month. it really bugs me that if i don't go down there i never get to see her any more.
thirteen days until my natal anniversary and a couple more after that until i leave on a jet plane... yay! but, even with all that goodness, part of me really just wants to curl up on the futon and watch movies for a week. i guess the artist formerly (?) known as prince was right in 'when doves cry'... "she's never satisfied."
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