I've been a dervish and I'm pretty tired. So tired, I'm actually getting a wrinkle in the corner of my eye. I have zero wrinkles (but a nicely furrowed brow) thanks the lovely (greasy) Mediterranean skin I'm sporting, but every once in a while, when I'm wiped out, I'll get a line extending from the corner of my eye, like when I squint, but it doesn't go away right away. It's very weird. I'll spend several minutes in the bathroom mirror, squinting and stretching my eyes, thinking how cool it looks.
I finished my exams and my paper and am working on my freelance project and finished E's birthday (Brian Regan DVDs and gloves that didn't fit! So, an errand for me! A little something for both of us.), finished a job interview (which I didn't get - I'm a little tired of all this fucking rejection), finished the fucking cookie party (seriously, I fucking hate kids), finished shopping and wrapping and cooking and visiting - on, no wait! NOT FINISHED visiting.
Because I have zero sense of time, I figure I can fit in everyone I haven't seen in the past 3-6-12 months in the space of a week. It's making me pooped. I took tonight off to do some work and ended up sitting on the couch half-reading (The Goblet of Fire - again), half-zoning out.
Also, I had a giant chin hair that nobody told me about. Plucked that fucker right out. But I wonder how anyone could have missed it. It was HUGE.
Did you ever wonder what it would be like to be the person you wanted to be? How can you make yourself that strong?
O.k., enough random yammering. I'm going to bed.