the blahs

i had a blah day. i dont know why. nothing bad happened to get me down. it wasn't raining (although it was damp & overcast), i didn't do anything wrong at work (except for getting yelled at by a 911 caller because i wasn't able to magically devine his car was on fire before he told me it was {insert gigantic eye-roll here}).

going home didn't help. chocolate didn't help. french fries didn't help. just one of those days i guess.

atticus helped a little. this site helped a little (yes, tie creativity makes me smile). i looked at more blogs and started to get inspired again. i think atticus knows this because he is currently pouting on my bed. he doesn't want the sewing machine to come out again (after all, i just vaccuumed and put all my stuff away!)



wiped after a tough day of tail chasing and rawhide chewing.

"why tell a stranger your problems when you can use them to punish those around you?" ~lorelai gilmore