Yeah.. I'm having a bad day. Is it that obvious? Maybe if I was more obvious about who I am I wouldn't get misunderstood all the time.

And, why don't I just work overnight? I swear, I don't even have my fucking work yet today. I will not stand for this.

Blast.

I am officially dilusional. I was at Rite Aid and I smelled the deodorant. THE deodorant. What kind freak am I!?

Lately every song on the radio brings me to that place. I can barely stop thinking. Sometimes I don't even open up my eyes because I know it won't be. So stop it, Liz. Stop acting so crazy.

On second thought, let's go horseback riding. I want to feel the wind on my hair, riding through fields of high grass in the crisp air, my big scarf hiding my face from the cold. I want to go back to North Carolina, have a beer and swim in the lake. Get a little sunburnt and swim a little more to ease the burning. Maybe fly a plane. I want to get a little high and lay in the grass and stare at the stars.

Is that so much to ask!?

Saturday, saturday, saturday. You warm my heart and my senses... I'll keep dreaming of you as long as I can. Under the covers, my hair in your face. Yes, I would love to, even though I said no. Okay?

Happy fucking friday everyone. I have felt sick to my stomach ever since last night. I want to bury myself under the covers and sleep, but I won't.

I bought Paul a light for his bike and helmet and a balaclava. I am a nice girlfriend... Did that sound forced at all?

I had a major deva-vu just now, as Jen was sitting across from me at work talking to June. It's a love/hate relationship with it for me. The possibility that it's just a lousy feeling bothers the hell out of me. Sometimes I wonder if I'm a prophet or a dreamer. If I was a prophet, what kind of mad dealings would I be spreading? I have been practically unconsious all day today, who knows what kind of crap I might start saying if someone handed me a microphone.

I want to go to sleep. I want my hair to be long again like it was when I was young. I want a big fluffy dog to cuddle with me on the couch. I want you to kiss me out of the blue. See, those things would make me happy. Time to get working on them.