"...and she felt the tears in her blood because they could ride so easily..."

[thanate]

Does anyone else get that thing where you're in a room full of people, many of whom you like, and you get to the point where you can't deal with talking to them because they're all talking to each other and you can't handle more than one or two at a time, or trying to get someone's attention?

and then it spills over into everything else and you do stupid things like go home and mangle your new doll wig (it's mostly fixable...) because you just start chopping it up with scissors without thinking about what you're doing?

I think it should be friday. Or rain. Functionality is a little too much at the moment.