Nobody loves me. It’s, trademarked and it’s got a facebook fan page with like 400,000 friends, therefore it’s official.

Today was a long s.o.b. Tomorrow, longer and then the day after that… my dreaded birthday. Yep. Another year down the drain. Fab-u-lous.

I am secretly posting right now because I am sort of scared to go to sleep. You see, I’ve been having these horrible dreams lately. Basically, think of the scariest thing you could ever imagine and chances are that I’ve had a dream about it attacking me, or trying to eat me,  in the last week.

Last night I was having my door beaten down by zombies who wanted to gnaw on my leg, the night before that I was trapped in an elevator ( I have  a serious elevator phobia)…and the night prior to that one I was being bitten by cockroaches. This is not nice because sleep used to be where I’d escape to find peace (when I could actually GET to sleep)… now it’s worse that being awake.  I don’t know what to do.

Every night is pure hell, literally.

diversion:

Oh hey, my new site is very close to deployment. The final logo is done, the layout is done… now for the back end biz and the “how the heck am I gonna make this thing viral” biz. The latter being the tricky part. I think I am on the right track though. I am keeping my hopes low and my blood alcohol level high… for old times sake.

Seriously though, I am due for a winner.  I can feel it in my duodenum, so it must be true.

I have nothing interesting or exciting to tell. My 4th was uneventful, my 5th: empty.. 6th and 2 hours of 7th booooring. I’m putting myself to sleep. Help, somebody tweet me, drunk text me, or something. Save me from slumber..yearrrgh.

driifting off. I think I’m gonna go stick a clove of garlic up my husbands ass.

xoxo

C El