I've been awake since 3am.

I went to bed at 11:30ish, last time I looked at the clock it was just past midnight.

What is wrong with me?

I have to wonder if I'm not starting "The Change."

Well, fine!

In two weeks, I will be 42 (that's September 5th, for anyone who wants to send gifts, emails, or condolance cards) which as my friend, Brian Malow, says isn't old, but it's older than I've ever been. If menopause is starting for me, that could explain my sudden hunger for sex and love. Someone hasn't told my biological clock that there will be no baking in my oven.

Memo to self: Remind biological clock to shut the fuck up. Tick, tick, tick, nothing's going to happen!

I have another day of waiting for the mail so I can deposit my unemployment check. Stess? No, thanks -- I already have plenty.

In short; lack of sleep plus menopause minus love and sex plus loud useless clock equils.... Anyone?

Stress.

Read chapter 5, and feel free to read ahead, for tomorrow we may die.

If you don't count the bottom hem, I finished my new jacket tonight. It took a lot less time than the last one since I know have a sewing machine. I want to make a matching purse, but I'm a little sewed out at the moment. I could do the side panels, that would be easy then I could bead the flowers in the design.

I haven't made any jewlery in ages. I must remember to get my older stuff back from Samantha before she moves. She was holding onto it for the next time we went to the flea market, and then we never went again.

In other news, Diane will be back from her trip soon. I know it's going to be hard for her to come back after spending so much time with Ms Tara. It's that way for me no matter how much time I get to spent with Theanna it always hurts when we go our seperate ways.

Gotta go -- Real Sex is on, and it's on how to give head. Learn, learn, learn.

VERY stressful day. Will write details after I get some sleep. I have the feeling that tomorrow may be day one of the Red Menace.

Night.

Okay. My Earthlink account is working again thanks to Robert D. at costomer service (ask for him by name) I'm watching the Monk Marathon on USA, and I'm drinking a pretty good cup of coffee.

Life is a pretty sweet fruit.

I watched a good movie last night. It's called All I Want. It's also called Try Seventeen according to www.imdb.com. Elijah Wood is the lead, he does pain and heartbreak so well. I wouldn't mind seeing it on DVD with commentary. I don't know if it's out there but I would rent it in a heart beat.

I'm off to Netflix!