Thursday night

[mynewplace]

Exhaustion has been dogging me all week - I hate my fucking period. Honestly for the last three days I have had my doubts about whether I could make it through an entire day of work.  I had my Annual performance evaluation, I've met all expectations and have had a great year, according to my boss. Makes me feel good, and less worried about my occasional "down times".   I asked for tomorrow off.  I PLAN to sleep. Maybe between loads of laundry or something, I dunno. Scarlett will walk home from school and we'll bake a cake, and she won't go to mom's until Saturday morning. 

I am so freakin' tired of partying. I wish I could have a completely quiet weekend -  I just don't want to drink this weekend. I'm not GOING to drink this weekend. I am thinking of going to Brent's Saturday night, but I might even tell him right up front, I'm not gonna drink. This party every weekend business just isn't ME. I'm a homebody, I like quiet evenings and early bedtimes. I am a sloth. 

My mind is so random, I don't even feel like I can write any more right now. There's just nothing to tell, and I'm so damned tired. Good night ya'll.