Boy, I'm exhausted today. I spent all of yesterday actively hating my coworkers, and it really wore me out. I wish I could go into detail, but you know.

Seriously, though. I need to spend less time actively hating people. It's such a drain. I need to learn to simply stop and take a moment to hate and then move on, rather than stewing for hours. I imagine this will take some doing.

(For the record, I don't actually "hate" these people. "Hate" is just a less cumbersome term than "dislike immensly to the point of rage.")

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Ever since I got engaged, I've noticed that people have stopped asking me how my weekend was and instead ask me how the wedding planning is going. How many times do I have to tell them, I don't plan, I PROCRASTINATE. So I have been since the day of my birth, and so I will remain until the day I die.

Still, I suppose I must start the wedding plans at some point. I think I'm just terrified at the thought of the guest list. I've never wanted a big affair - just something small and simple - yet the more I talk to people about it, the more I believe people will, you know, expect to be invited. I hadn't expected that. Hm.

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I kind of wish I'd taken the time to weigh in here about the whole Te r ry Sch iavo thing, but now that it's over, I suppose I shouldn't bother. I will say this: I started off solidly on one side and was swayed firmly to the other. Can you believe it? I bet you think you know which side I started out on, huh? Bet'cha don't!

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I haven't written much about my dogs here, and I don't know why. I love them to the point of ridiculousness. Get this: D and I are throwing them a birthday party this month. I'm playing it off like it's just an excuse to barbeque. "Stop by! We're having a barbeque! Oh, we're calling it a dog birthday party to be cute, but really, it's just an excuse to get together." Ha ha! Little does everyone know, I am purchasing dog party hats and am baking a dog-safe birthday cake. (I found this recipe online and it sounds pretty foul, but dogs supposedly LOVE it. No worries! The humans will consume a separate cake.) There will be doggie decorations. Nothing is too good for my pups! It will be doggie insanity!

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This is weird. I have, like, five more things I want to talk about. I NEVER have that much to say lately. I think I'll stop here and post tomorrow.