Aimee -- Blah, blah, blah.

Ugh. I'm so fantastically bored right now that I'm seconds from going out of my mind (or falling asleep where I sit -- whichever happens first), plus I'm suffering from a dreadful case of loneliness.

It sucks.

All of it.

Sigh.

One of these days I'm going to write a happy post again, I swear I will. But unfortunately, it ain't gonna be today.

And you know what really blows? I absolutely detest feeling like some needy, clingy, marginally depressed, affection craving woman, but alas, I do.

Dammit.

But hell, at least it's Friday, and that means I have two days to hole up and lick my ridiculously trivial wounds in private.

Sounds like fun, don't it? Ah well, such is life.

And I'm going to stop right here because I'm starting to annoy myself with all this self-pity.

I hope you all have a fabulous weekend.

EDITED @ 8:36 PM EST: I'm still bored, and definitely still lonely, but miraculously, my mood has greatly improved. I'm thinking it's cause I just realized that J.D. Robb's new book "Memory In Death" is hitting the shelves on Tuesday (what rock have I been living under?), and isn't it covenient that I get paid on Tuesdays? Now technically, I really can't afford to buy it on Tuesday (or any other day in the near future for that matter) cause I'm broker than broke (no lie, and it sucks cause I'm on the verge of having to get a PT job, and my doctor strongly advises against that, but hell, what am I gonna do? I gotta pay the bills somehow, don't I?), but I want it dammit, and come hell or highwater, I'm going to get it. Somehow. Someway. And that's that.

And it's driving me slightly crazy, but for some unknown reason, the font sizes in IE keep changing from large to extremely small. And I should mention that I'm not all that crazy about Bell Souths internet service, but it's marginally better than AOL, so I'll just shut my mouth.

Alrighty then, I'm off to more of the nothing I was doing before I decided to edit this post.