WebKittyn Warbles

I should probably put this in the bitch fest but it's not really a bitch. More like a general feh, as a friend would say. This has been a bad day and here I am twitching at 3:19 and very much twitching by myself.

Not that I have any right to gripe because it's 3:19 and I'm very much twitching by myself but nonetheless. If I can't be honest with myself here then there should be no here.

Today was just an all around general suck-ass day. Nothing big or traumatic besides the USA's heinous loss to Europe in the Ryder Cup. Just an all around day. Nothing wanted to work with the internet. Blogrolling won't roll, tag-board is down, identical installations in two different directories produce two different outcomes, a gotard who for the past week has been completely into himself and sharing of it every chance he gets, it was just a crap day. High stress levels, a bit of blah and admittedly not really in the mood to be twitching very much by myself.

I've been calmer lately, can't actually recall the last time I was in high twitch mode like tonight. I mean, I know people are tired, I understand that. But sometimes you just do things because someone needs you to. I'm not needy, needy bothers me. I don't need often but sometimes I do.

Gahh, look. She is human after all.

So here it is, 3:28 AM and I am twitching very much by myself and nowhere close to sleep. Woo.

I think tomorrow I'm declaring an official day off of life. I'm finally going to watch Haunted Mansion and the Passion of the Christ and sort through a head full of too many thoughts. Luckily, not all are morose.

Feh, I say, FEH.

I'm going to go talk to Claude now.