kjpepper | *sigh*

I am currently fists deep in yarn and unruly black hair. But so what else is new? :) It's so weird, how much of my confidence is literally tied up in a kempt head. I seriously think that's a black girl thing. But I do feel more like myself once the hair is done, plus not needed to deal with brushing it on a daily basis is a bonus.

Today was kinda sucktastic all told.

sundart rousted me out of my early morning funk and together we managed to tidy up our ~~cesspit~~ room, get the clothing organized, hung, put away, stored or salvation armied. The rug even got vacuumed, it's a little impressive how freakish it is, having more than two square feel of floor not only visible, but not gritty with cat hair and whatever those accursed felines track in. Now lets see if we can more or less keep it clean for a little while. We also did the dishes.

After which I don't know the day just kinda went blah.

sundart and I started up with some shenanigans but then somewhere in the middle I started to have a moment where everything caught up with me and it just wasn't working ("she'd've said yes in a New York minute/they never did the deed 'cause her heart wasn't in it"), and then she got all wiggy... So we had about three hours of alternately sulking, then talking about how I'm all wibbly and twitched out and don't ever seem to have the time or the energy to take care of her lately, which is true. I have been taking her for granted, and I have been feeling bad about it. But I can't help the twitchiness, I've built up too much stupidity around me right now. Oh gaaagh, that sounds really self-pitying and whiny - but what else is new? All i've been doing is complaining lately, getting sick of reading my own words... Anyway, I did try to make it up to her, but I think I fell short of the mark again. *facepalm* I've been such a bad girlfriend lately. Stupid school. Stupid life. Stupid tendancy to get wrapped up in trivialities that don't really matter. Bash them good.

In the end, after fighting my way through a good chunk of The Illearth War, I decided in a fit of pique to do my hair, so

sundart and I sat in the living room to embark upon catching me up finally with those Buffy/Angel episodes I missed last time around. After popping open the DVD player and finding the Queer as Folk DVD that I supposedly returned yesterday still in the machine. Oops. *sigh* She's since gone to bed, but I'm continuing to have a good time, though a Buffy watching experience is just not the same without Mr. Bunny.

beatgoddess made spicy fish soup... feels yummy in the tummy. thanks girl.

Well, I've got yards of yarn to go before I sleep, so onwards to the seventh hour of vampires vampires rah rah rah.