The Morning After
Halloween, that is. And my failed attempt to do something fun with my sister. She left after half of the first Evil Dead film, claiming it was too icky and she was going to bed. This may be directly connected to the fact that Chris left at about the same time. Yes, I'd say there's a definite correlation. Cortney fell asleep halfway through the second movie and went to bed after it ended, leaving me alone and bitter in the dark. This always seems to happen whenever I try to do something fun, goddammit. I don't know why I even bother to try anymore.
I feel horribly inadequate and...bad. Just bad. Damn. AND I overslept...It was close to 1:00 by the time I got out of bed after a series of very strange dreams. And I feel like I haven't made enough progress on this story...I seem to be falling farther behind every day... Current Mood: depressedCurrent Music: Play Crack the Sky--Brand New