One step forward...

I was going to write a clever little peace about taking a relaxing trip to the country, having dinner with an old friend, chilling out, and getting the best night's sleep I had all week.  That all happened, and that was great.

Now, I'm as depressed as I've been all week, if not more so.

Boo yeah.

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Well, the craptastic week is just about over.
I will reiterate, last night was a sea of calm in a storm week.
I vented, I ate tasty food, I watched good movies in good company.

Today was a torturous mindfield of emotions, which I sailed through with signifigant hull damge, but am more or less sea worthy. I'm more or less indestrucrtible at this point, but that doesn't mean repairs aren't costly or irritating.

Tonight I watch a crappy movie (Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow). It wanted to be The Mummy the same way Saw wanted to be Seven or Silence of the Lambs. Both of them failed spectacularly. They had their moments, but they fell way, way short.

Tomorrow I go to war with my dice, then try to find something cathartic to do afterwards.