Sleep Deprived And Pissy As Hell

A bunch of West Coast activitity kicked my ass last week. My head felt foggy (probably due to these fucking allergies) but I plowed through. A fun weekend - I had. Stacy on Friday; chivitos with the Matos Family on Saturday (whadda meal!); Chinatown with Chris and Francea on Sunday (whadda meal - Joe Shanghai - yum - almond cookie ice cream). I slept not a wink Sunday night and tonight I'm having the same problem. I even took my last Valium - to no avail. I must check the cabinets for Nyquil.

I'm afraid of the creeping of the Fall - that familiar swirl, those nips of wind - are getting to me. It's my witching season. The season of new beginnings and tragic endings. I'm starting to feel caught up again.

I cancelled therapy tonight...my therapist from Ithaca-whom I love-is kind enough to do phone sessions with me...but tonight I worked and was brain dead. The thought of talking for an hour did not appeal to me.

I keep thinking about people who are influencers vs. followers. How often do we emmulate those we admire? It's so hard to find original people these days. I'm bored with people. I'm becoming far more intrigued with pictures. I have to start reading more - again.

I'm stuck on this stupid Angels and Demons book by Dan Brown. Those books don't interest me despite all of the snippets of knowledge and culture packed in. They just don't hold any literary value. But Dan told me it was better than the Da Vinci Code and I was mildly amused by that, so I figured I would give it a try. Some 200+ pages in and I'm starting to scan. I have a good book waiting for me in our library. (One day I'll take pics of our new apartment.)

Just finished watching Less Than Zero - Andrew McCarthy and Robert Downey - the loves of my life as an adolescent. I still get teary when Downey dies.

I have to give props to a few people who are making or have made some incredible changes in their lives: Mer - my soon-to-be-divorcee - you continue to amaze (and shock) me. I love it. I hope at some point we can meet up in the same state. Who woulda thunk things would turn out this way? Kristin - many congrats on your new position- though I wish I had the money to hire you as a full-time writer. Gigi - let the writing flow in your new phat home in New Jersey with the boys.

I need a new pair of red shoes.

Oh and we bought a big orchid this weekend. It's a beaut. Also, another big sheep skin for our bed - ahhh so obnxiously cozy.