Ok. I'm back to my old chipper self.
Work isn't perfect, but I'll survive.
A promotion and a raise goes a long way toward restoring gruntlement.
Now if it could just restore my sanity.

I'm starting Bridesmaid II - The Sequel.
I ordered the dress this weekend for an April wedding.
No weight gain allowed for the next six months.
*sigh*

I'm tired as all get out.
I know I need to go to bed, but when I'm sleeping VIMlessly I tend to put it off.
The bed will be cold, and there won't be a back there to nuzzle my nose into.
I can't sleep with a cold nose.

I didn't mean to format this into four-sentence groups.
I didn't really have anything else to say, but I felt I needed to make a forth group for balance.
I know.
It's a sickness.