  mood: shitty. there are things i told myself i needed to do today, but i know i'm not going to do any of them. that's just the way it goes. it's past one o'clock, i'm home by myself, and i realize that i have yet to open my mouth and speak.
i'm not necessarily a chatty person, but this lack of talk is killing me. i feel like making a phone call, but i know no one's around. maybe i should call the national weather service and just babble to the recording. the great thing about the national weater service, at least for chicago, is that they also give the time and lotto numbers.
weather, time, and lotto: your three basic needs met with one local phone call. bleh. i'm going out. i want to take another vacation. i feel like i deserve a vacation every 3 to 4 months. after all, my life is riddled with stress, what with running my own company and all. majors offered by beltway community college: dry cleaning. scalp care. 
