Excessive

Today went by really fast, and overall I suppose it was an okay day.

I don't really feel like writing tonight but I'm going to force myself to just because I know that I'll regret not writing later on, even years from now.

I woke up and made brunch: poached eggs, hashbrowns, bacon and toast, with coffee. I ate that while watching the colbert report, and eventually made my way to my computer. I was talking to Dan and he wanted to get some work done on the guild website, so I agreed to work on it a bit, implementing a recruitment feature, which displays which classes they need and how badly they need them, all automated.

Most of the afternoon was spent doing that, time flies when you're.. uhh.. doing stuff. During the day I also did the laundry and the dishes.

At 6:30, Michelle's aunt picked us up and we went for dinner at Bertoldi's... I had ravioli; it was a nice dinner.

I feel like shit, it's hard to write. I suddenly took a turn late this evening where I just feel like crap. I don't want to go to work tomorrow, I don't want to. I don't want to at all. I'm not in work mode, and I don't want to get into work mode.

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