Again, here I am writing about boring crap just to write. Just like yesterday, today sucked. I feel like crap both mentally and physically. I slept in until about 1:30pm, about six hours later than usual, and ever since I have been sitting around waiting for the day to pass. Finally the sun is setting, so hopefully in a few hours I will be ready for bed. If my sleep schedule gets screwed up, I'm going to be pissed. 

Despite my mood, I still managed to get a couple things done today, but mostly I sat around playing CoD4 and watching a few TV episodes. (The new series Drop Dead Diva on Lifetime is really cute, by the way.) Unfortunately though, I had to do so on our old tiny TV because yesterday our 50" HDTV decided it wanted to be a brat and turn itself off over and over again, and the only suggested fix I could find online didn't work for me, even though it seemed to do the trick for everyone else. It looks like I am going to have to call Samsung, which I would have done today, but I didn't feel like bothering.

Hopefully whatever the issue is won't be expensive to fix. I don't know how much longer I can go straining my eyes to try and see if that's an enemy I'm shooting at or a palm tree. You have no idea how much ammunition I have wasted on inanimate objects since moving the Xbox upstairs to the loft. I can only hope playing under such circumstances will improve my skills. I won't get my hopes up, though.

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Today has been weird. After sleeping in an extra two or three hours, I started out the day pretty sluggish. Other than doing a load of laundry or two, I figured I'd just be lazy all day. That was the plan, and I was okay with it. Strangely, though, I managed to get a lot more done around the house than just laundry, yet now I'm angry like I didn't do enough or something.

The only explanation I can think of is the weather. I was making good progress organizing the master bedroom closet when it started storming. I really didn't mind, but after the storm passed, the weather stayed very dark and dreary. Almost immediately, I lost all motivation. Since then, all I've wanted to do is be a bum, and despite that being the original plan for the day, I'm no longer okay with it. I can't figure out why I still feel so cranky, so I'm going to chock this one up to early PMS.

I have to go to the DMV tomorrow, so I'm going to go take out some of my aggression on a bunch of little racist twelve-year olds in CoD4 on Xbox Live. Hopefully I'll be in a better mood before I go to bed.