Stupid stress. Do not like this. Don't know what to do about it, either.

Yes, you did omnis.

(Hil, my mother would have said meditate.)

My mom would probably say meditate, too. Or have a glass of wine. Which I think I might do.

This wine is not very good. Can't afford good wine until I get a job, can't get a job until I finish these applications, can't finish these applications until I finish this paper, and also can't finish these applications until the people who said they'd write recommendations for me actually write them. (Also, after seven years in this apartment, I should have bought wine glasses at some point. I'm too old to be drinking wine from a water glass.)

That is not what I meant when I said I should work without distractions, universe. Thanks, JZ. I wish I could dare Stupak to mess with me...he'd be begging for his sick god's protection, I swear. Because I was pissed off, helpless, and more than a little nauseous, but I had nothing to lose, either. I think whatever chastisement House members who put the member in house member get would seem right and proper in contrast. Just a hunch. I'm so embarrassed about Shadegg looking the fool on Countdown...who elected that idiot? I hope the baby peed on him. Sometimes I am SO ashamed of this place. I didn't quite shake Alan Grayson-likes-carrots, though. I admit to a minor obsession with this dude just because I don't have to translate what he says from the Parliamentary and, dude, he called Cheney a face-shooting vampire. Which I could never think is anything but the greatest political chat EVAR. And he might just tell someone to "Suck it," in Latin or something and if I missed that, I would be sad, I have to admit it.

I feel like I should plan something for my birthday. I really don't have the energy, though.

:: Glares at erika and Hil's day ::

I know...they bit it, huh? Sorry, Hil.

Wine seems to have exacerbated the problem of my apartment being about 100 degrees.

I have not been keeping up on the department drama of who is and isn't talking to whom, so I know I can't just invite people to a birthday thing without asking around first to see who can actually be civil.

Dang. A friend texted me I should come to trivia, and I said I'd come later and swing by the cupcake place too, and it sounded like such a good idea, but now it's RAINING. Hrmph. It wasn't earlier!!

Oh MAN! Now there's a commercial on for GREEN BEAN CASSEROLE! Specifically! (Er, I guess they want it to be for Campbell's mushroom soup, but it SAYS "Campbell's green bean casserole" and looks all nummy). MMMMMM. Now I want. Sigh.