Blahtastic
I feel weary, tired, and sad today.
Weary because I had to bust my ass at a giant orientation this morning. Tired because I had to wake up at the crack of dawn to get to it, as well as from being underslept from a reunion with a certain illicit amigo of mine I haven’t seen in ages this past Saturday. And sad because my long lost half-sister way across the country is sort of on the outs with her family right now, and a bit down, so I feel for her.
I did buy myself some enticing cinnamon bread on my afternoon constitutional, though. It beckoned to me in my world-weary state, and said, "Come on, have a bite. Relish the mo’."
Not that I need one. I really need to get that gym membership before things get royally out of hand.
