Metal grinding against glass

Is there anything worse?!

Anyway, I woke up in a very odd mood this morning. I’m partial to believe that it was because I slept well. Yes, a good night’s sleep is so rare for me that I can’t figure out how to deal with the feelings afterwards.

Sigh.

Well, this state of mind has left me somewhat short-tempered, so I’ve been swearing at video games and random items of furniture for getting in my way. I thought going on the exercise bike would have calmed me down, but it seems to have just energised the feelings further.

I keep feeling a spot under my eye, although I’m sure it’s ben there forever. I tried taking a picture to see if it was a beauty mark or something, but I can’t spot (ha!) anything. What do you reckon?

I get the feeling the kids are off school at the moment, as the few people I am in touch with are not replying to messages. It’s almost like a weekend! So be it. I’ll still be hear when the misery of holiday travel and “fun” family activities gets wearisome.

Suckers.

I’ve just had the rest of that Spanish stir fry I made yesterday. As promised, I had it with couscous (although I added too much water to the couscous). I also slapped a couple of fried eggs on there too as, well, they needed using up.

This actually would be a good time to play guitar, as “rocking out” can be an effective way to burn off pent-up energy. Shame I’ve committed to my afternoon siesta. Did I need to say “afternoon” there, or is the time of day implied with the “siesta”?

Never mind.

Well, I just thought I’d pitch a few thoughts while I’m shaking with this overslept-vibe.

Do stay in touch, darlings.

Toodles!

P.S. You will notice that I have switched off all comments on this blog. I believe this to be permanent. I was hoping that somebody, somewhere, sometime might want to reach out for friendship, but that is not the case. I am alone, even in my darkest hours. Let the freakshow continue behind soundproof glass. You have forfeited your privileges.