Gloomy Friday

What a week I tell you. It has been nothing but work, work work. I've been spending so much time in the office that I have been having work-related dreams at night. After four 11 hour days this week and a class today, I am pooped. I have all but eliminated any hint of a social life during the week, and even then, I'm having a hard time finding things to talk about that aren't directly related to my job.

I have been trying to make up for this by keepng very socally busy on the weekends. This weekend, however, I'm going to the suburbs to go bed shopping.

See, for the past seven years, I've been sleeping on a futon. I love my futon. It is big and purple. Any time I have lived in the US since college, it has been my bed. It was also my sister's bed for a long while. It is now a 17-year old futon. Since I'm a big girl now, I'm thinking it is time to go buy a big-girl-bed. But I'm totally chicken shit about buying the wrong thing. My sister, however, has lots of experience in bed buying, and she's going to help me get the right bed for the right price.

So while I'm not going to be out having the time of my life this weekend, I'll still be out spending a lot of money. I'll just spray some eau de Vodka and Tonic all over myself, and nobody will be the wiser.

I did manage to take some photos this week - and these I like, because they are so gloomy:




No, these photos have nothing to do with the topic at hand - I mean, it would be normal to expect that I'd post a picture of my futon, right? No dice. I'm socially inept and prone to be inappropriate.