pms or...?
being on vacation was great. not only did i get a chance to relax, and have a chance for others to serve ME alcohol, but i got to be outdoors, in god's great creation, waves crashing, sun shining, sand between my toes, wine on my lips, etc. but it's making it all the harder to be at work. at the club. actually, at any of my jobs. because nothing has changed. i don't know why it should have. *i* was the one who went away to this amazing place.

but didn't i say i was going to have a better attitude? i don't think i am. i think i smiled like three times tonight.

and those damn 5am birds! argh!