I should go in the shower. I should also chase out the spider that is sitting in the corner, but I think I'll leave it for Tweetie. I'll have to deal with them at work anyway, so I'd rather not when I'm home.

I don't know what I want to do, I'm restless, tired, annoyed, restless, tired, annoyed... And it's not fun. I don't feel like going to work today at all, but I've got holidays in three weeks at least.

Over and out.