Y3 D95

Head... hurt... Ow.

I had a kind of rough day which ended up turning into a an over indulgent night. I am not sure how much damage I caused myself last night, but I am sure I will hear about it today. I was a tornado mixed with a fucking hurricane. My mouth was running, I was completely blind to everything. Yeah. Bad. And I lost my jell-o.

During the day I was completely alone. The kid had work from 7 - 4 and she woke me up when she left. I spent the first part of the day stressing about finances again (oh look I must be back at my old job) because I don't know how paychecks are going to line up these first couple of weeks. Then I spent three hours cleaning the house from top to bottom as a way to relieve stress. Which of course only took three hours. So now it's like 11am and everything is done. TGF had dance auditions until 2:30, the kid was at work until 4 which meant I had about 5 hours all by myself to sit and ponder the meaning of my worthless existence.

Yeah one of those kind of afternoons. Too much depressing music, too much feeling sorry for myself. Which of course led to too much rockstar and vodka being consumed at the show. The show went well, but TGF was there with her friends and I think I spent a little too much time with her outside that I may have lost my cover with my directors. It's almost 11am and I haven't heard anything but...

We didn't screw up the show too bad, but we missed cues and props were off. I know I will hear about that. TGF spent the night and she is still in bed. I think I will go join her. Then I need to deal with some work shit which isn't going to be pretty...