I am the thorn in the lion's paw...

Was it a thorn? I think so. Why do the tiniest little injuries sting so much? When I got that cut on my arm, it didn't really hurt that bad. But right now, I have a frickin measley little hangnail, and it hurts like hell. Weird I tell ya.

Funny how the weather is reflective of mood, not always, but sometimes. So gloomy in the morning, which is exactly how I'm feeling...blah. I really need to find some time to just relax and not do anything at all, actually, I need to do things still, but at least theyr'e not "busy" type things. Clean my room, do laundry, start packing. I hate taking vacations to do those things though...vacations are meant for just that, vacation. And for me, that means going somewhere.

Eh, don't feel like writing today anymore...