I’ve come to this screen, like, a kajillion times already.  I just have no inspiration today.  Nothing has ired me, nothing has moved me.  Really, I’m just so done, it’s ridiculous.

I passed on Book Club last night, which sucked BIG OLE DONKEY BALLS, but as I realized I was fixing to pass out while bathing that chile o’ mine, I was glad I was at least going to pass out on MY kitchen floor, and not Caroline’s.  Cause Lord knows I’d probably lose any control over bodily functions. 

I really thought that I was better yesterday.  It was foolishness, pure and simple.  I worked till 4:30, made it home by 5:20.  Thought I was good to go for a well-deserved meal of a baked potato and salad, courtesy of my friendly Steak-Out.

Oh, Sarah, how your bowels deceive you!

I didn’t even make it through the potato. (more…)