Yuck.

Back to work tomorrow. Not happy, Jan.

My mother and Snappy have gone to...Berrima? No, Bowral...I think...For a few days since they're both on holidays, or whatever. They won't be back until Wednesday or something. Fun, fun. Good luck, as per usual, with trying to get Ben to do anything around the house while they're gone. Ugh.

I'm all out of weed. Had kind of a green day today...Last day of my meaningless holidays, you know? Guh, I'm tired. And you know, probably not all that clever an idea, considering the way I've been feeling over the past few weeks. I think I've got enough left for one last J, but I think I'm going to begin 2009 straight and sober. Even if that means bumping off a party I've been invited to.

You know, late yesterday I discovered an interesting feature of my new Mac...Stickies!!! So my desktop can look more like my, well, my desktop. Made an ever changing list of New Years resolutions....Hm.

Anyway, hopefully I'll survive going back to work tomorrow. And be able to deal with my brother's slobbery (i.e. his being a slob, not his inability to retain drool)...Give me strength.