We really need a Thunderstorm.
Ever find yourself driving alone between your two (or three if you're really lucky) jobs and home and realize that you're really sad. Not just 'oh someone squished that fuzzy little catapilar' sad, but feel a knot in your stomach, standing alone on the ugly desert, the hamster wheel just doesn't turn anymore because it ran out of grease sad? I think that I need a vacation. a nice one that lasts more than a 1/2 day off work that I need to use to sleep because I don't do that anymore.
Speaking of which, I should really be there in bed instead of here, writing depressing posts and watching the spider in the corner fix his web (his name is Hornando if anyone cares).
Anyway, hope to see you all tomorrow night, I have a feeling it will be good.