Crappy.

My weekend was crappy. What I thought was just allergies became a full on headcold by Saturday night. I had to miss a birthday party, bridal shower, and MC time, all of which I was really looking forward to attending. Apologies to everyone. I felt like shit.

Today was crappy, too. It was hard to get out of bed this morning for a few reasons:

1. It was 15 degrees out. I'm not exaggerating. Right now weather.com says "Astoria: 21 degrees. Feels like 5 degrees."

2. I was Nyquilized. I used to live on Nyquil when I had a smoker's cough, but I rarely take it nowadays. I was functionally stoned for most of the morning, getting around town without actually knowing where I was going. I betcha that's what it feels like when travelling through a wormhole.

3. This was my first working weekend of 2008, meaning I had to go to work on Friday and return on Monday. You know what? I forgot how much that sucks. Employment makes the weekend disappear like a fart in the wind.

4. I'm having trouble with this whole "job" thing. I feel like I'm faking the funk. For the first time in my life I know what I want and...I don't know...I'm doubting I can do it.

4a. Okay okay. I know I'm just being a baby because I'm sick, but what the fuck, man? I'm instant gratification girl! Why did I ever think I could be patient about all this?? Why can't I POOF be a writer and POOF be an artist and POOF be married with children. Come on already!! It's been like six whole weeks since I decided to do this! SIX!! What do you think I got all the time in the world here!?!?

4b. Okay, okay. Now I'm laughing at myself for being such a whiny brat.

I felt a lot better by the time I got to work, but as luck would have it my headcold ended up being replaced with A Case of the Mondays. I must have restarted my computer five times today; practically every query I ran bombed it out. Top two worst things to have when doing reporting and analysis: bad data and a computer that can't keep up with you.

Then I came home to pay bills and found the bullshit charge from Free Credit Report. The email below is exactly what I sent them, except it included my last name. Fuck them. And yes, fuck me for being stupid but please tell everyone you know never ever to do business with them.

Siiighh...crappy. All crappy.