"Tell me why I don't like Mondays..."

Okay, so I woke up this morning to an obnoxious Red Menace stomping all over me, rubbing his face against my nose, sitting on my head, etc. as his way of demanding to be fed.

Then, I spent the entire morning forcing myself to stay awake. It got to where I'd had my coca-cola, and then needed to go to Starbuck's to get more caffeine. It kinda-sorta helped. Now, I'm debating over where to get lunch, and what I want.

*sigh*

At least, tomorrow afternoon, I get to go to the dentist and get the permanent crowns put in/on, or whatever it would be called. I just need to get dosed up on Advil and some Ativan, so I can keep from being so damned antsy. Also, I will make sure to play some Portishead, Hooverphonic and Olive to calm my rattled nerves.


Now, I need to get more caffeine to keep myself awake - and maybe even get something to eat - I'll just wander around aimlessly, until I find something that sounds remotely good.