Blerg. I'm feeling very blerg. BLERG.
September 27th, 2001
I'm going to bed, more or less on time for once. I could talk about today, but I really have no desire to get into it. It wasn't a horrible day, but it wasn't a good one either. I'm tired and annoyed and mildly depressed. I need a vacation. This weekend could be a good one, I hope it is. Sigh.