Things are really busy.  My sister and niece moved out and my house has been a complete wreck since.  I climb out of the shower and wander into both bedrooms just to find some knickers.  We have no couch, and I caught the plague that was going around my favorite bar.  Instead of taking care of myself I spent three nights drinking and smoking until four in the morning and now I have no voice, although I feel fine.  I’m in the middle of trying to get the Month in Review post for August done, only 25 days late at this point.  I’m three weeks behind on pictures, I owe several people emails and I need to burn a fist full of CDs.  I started a new pill and my face is breaking out, I’m still covered in bug bites.  There’s a whole season of Lost on DVD to watch.  I’m still trying to put the trip Jeff and I took into words, let alone start making his scrapbook and mailing pictures to his Grandma.  I haven’t slept more then six hours a night in over a week, and I’m eating once a day.

So, I have tons to do.  I, however, spend hours each day laying in the chair in the living room staring at the TV and filing my nails.   I guess this is what unemployment is supposed to look like?  How should I know, I’d been at that job two soul shattering years.  It’s undetermined what my mental status about this is, but my nails look great.  I leave in four hours to drive to California.  I haven’t seen the ocean in far too long, and I need it most right now.  I should probably go to sleep, but I need to shower and pack first.  I’ll be back soon.