Malaise

I'm so not in the mood to work today. And I probably won't be tomorrow.

I couldn't fall asleep until 4 last night. I've got lots of errands to run after work tonight and I probably won't fall asleep until really late again. I hate looking at the calendar in my palm and seeing that I've got stuff to do every weekend until my honeymoon. I'd like to prepare a list of things to do and actually see it diminish. I've got all this really boring work to do over the next day or so; documents to find, letters to write, things I've done a million times. All I really want to do is go home, eat raw cookie dough and play Morrowind.