Thesaurus Rex (virtuistic) wrote,
Thesaurus Rex

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Give me a law book, I need to find Murphy's.

I just burned my damn thumb on the toaster. This weekend officially sucks.

It is so. cold. So cold that gasoline cannot combust inside engines and so cold that it will kill you if you get locked out of your house. My face hurts when I'm outside. My nose-hairs freeze. The temperature will not be able to breach 0. We are literally living in a land where all temperatures in a 24-hour span consist of imaginary numbers.

I really want a do-over on this weekend of mine. It has been an unqualified disaster. I spent most of yesterday frustrated with my coworkers and fuming after a fight with a friend. It has not been relaxing. In fact, I think I'm more tense now than I was when I embarked upon this weekend. This is not how it is supposed to work.

I don't even know what I want to do with me. I'm restless but I'm lazy. I want to read but I want to run and pound out all of my frustrations. I want to draw but I need more supplies. I want to get out of the house but I don't want to spend money or freeze.

I have friends from Wisco coming up this weekend and next week. I'm excited, but it's also an added stress and it means I have a lot of cleaning to do and I don't want to.

I do know that I want to hang out with Andrew. That's always a fun time. I think I'll send him a text.

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Tags: a day in the life, angst, friends, how's the weather?, not okay
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