I'm having a hell of a time getting the days off for Angela's wedding. My free day bid struck out...I didn't even get my fucking birthday off. So, I'll be here. I don't really think we can afford to do anything anyway. We're so beyond broke right now. It's my 25th, and I'd LIKE to do something for it...but eh. I guess we've got our vacation in September, and maybe a new beardie in October.

I set up the bedroom grid last night. I'm not sure if I slept better, but I was slightly less gretsy. I did, however, panic attack right before sleep, right after "bed", right in the middle of...well, you get it. I hate when that happens. :( All day yesterday I couldn't keep my blood suagr above 100. I've adjusted my basal today, but I was high this morning as a result of ripping my site out on the train (literally...I leaned against the seat and the corner rubbed the site right out of me...ouch!) If it doesn't work, I need to adjust some other t hings...I don't want to be sick in DAL.

Tomorrow is DAL. I may or may not have computer access. Ryan might let me take the lappy, but I'm debating whether or not I just need the time away from it all. Tonight I'm setting up t he Etsy shop for our bath fizzies and salts. We need a banner, so I didn't get it done last night. I also need to pack, and Ryan's mom is being nice enough to guy us some groceries.

I'm always sure I have something interesting to say when I start these things...I've just been so BLECH lately...My main concern at the moment is money...but where is it going to come from? It's just not.

Aw, it sucks that you didn't get any days off. Happy birthday, though.
» randomjunk on 2008-07-22 04:25:46

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