Funky 'tude

2006-09-15 - 10:35 a.m.

Last night I was late meeting the girls for a pre-dinner cocktail because of my own sheer stupidity. Apparently I only bother to look at the first two letters of the street name in an address because I wound up going to Locust Street instead of Lombard and then wandering around in the rain trying to figure out where the heck the restaurant actually was, hitting only voicemails when I tried my friends, and peeling my way through a soggy newspaper trying to find the address. Sometimes I am just an idiot.

Overall, it was a fairly funky day yesterday. And not the good sorta funk, like not some grooving P-funk, but just the sort of crabby mood that made me perhaps curse a few more times than I should have on the phone with a friend last night and be a little too free with my bad attitude. Once I realized how much of an ass I was being, I decided it was time to go to bed early. Nothing was really all that bad, so I figured reading, a cup of herbal tea and sleep were just the salve I needed.

I left the tea and my book on my nightstand while I got ready for bed. When I came back, I found that the teabag was missing. Yep, the kitten had pulled the soggy teabag out of the mug, played with it on my mattress and left it plopped in a wet, orangey puddle on my carpet. Freak.

Luckily today I feel more myself, have issued an apology and at least am headed somewhere I can find this evening.

Pretend it's 10th grade. Leave me a note.

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