Great weekend, shit week.

Don't you hate when you've had a wonderful weekend and then have to return to the reality of a work week? Brutal transition. This past Monday and Tuesday have been really lame. Anxiety-lame, unmotivated-lame, I-want-to-give-up-lame. Blah.

Facebook Angst

Sometimes I feel like I am being mocked with people's status updates. I know it is just me being over-sensitive and bitter. But really? I am sooo sick of hearing about fun parties, and wedding preparations, and how cute or sweet or adorable people's boyfriends/fiances/husbands are.

(sigh) I think I have just been having a lot of single-angst. But really, when I find my someone I will do all of my single friends (if I still have any single friends) a favor, and never brag about them in every single status update. Good greif.

Okay, angst-post over.