Gah, I’m tired. I slept, and a fair amount I think, so I’m not sure what my problem is. All I know is that I really want to go home and fall asleep standing in front of my window fan. I just…I think its cause my birthday’s Monday. I tend to get moody and tired around my birthday. Its not as bad as Christmas, because I generally don’t end up curled in a ball sobbing for no reason, but I’m not much fun and largely want people to go away.

I’m kind of wondering where Amelia is right now, but honestly, I don’t feel like looking. My brain is just not functioning clearly enough to deal with the concept of places. *blinks* Did I mention I was at Amelia’s? I’m at Amelia’s.

We watched a smattering of bizarre shite last night. Made her watch On the Line, poor child, but I like it, dammit, and she’s very generous about humoring my Lance-obsession. Then again, she might just be really amused by my tendency to begin to grumble about Joey Fatone needing to fuck me roughly two-thirds thru any Nsync-related video. From there it was the Red Zone Cuba episode of MST3K and a tape of Upright Citizens Brigade episodes. I like MST, but I gotta say I was finding UCB nowhere near as funny as Mel and Mike seemed to. I’m still trying to figure out if this was due to my brain having gone to sleep about an hour before the rest of me, or me being a moody bitch, or just me remembering the ads for the show, and thinking it looked largely like idiotic ass, and finding I was right.

Then again, its not like I have any taste, anyways. I have two seasons of The Sentinel on tape.