Six months in.

Yes, it's my half birthday today. Did you remember to send me a card?

It's been a long weekend, marked with some really bad stuff, and some really good stuff. Once I sort it all out, I'll be sure to let you know. Suffice it to say I'm tired. Very tired.

Springing ahead has me all screwed up. I don't like time changes- especially now that I'm older and set in my ways, I get annoyed with the change in my circadian rhythm. I'll probably be bitching about this tomorrow after not sleeping tonight. So it goes.

It is rather absurd that I get more sleep during the week than I do on weekends. After all, isn't that what weekends are for?