incidentally i'm just waiting for the dusk to kill the day

Aren't Fridays supposed to be like, the best day of the week?

Not sure what happened to mine, but I feel a little bit like somebody snatched it up and ran away with it as I got my first Diet Dr. Pepper this morning at work. I sort of spent the rest of the day hoping they'd bring it back and set it down in front of me. We'd have our laughs and I'd probably punch somebody in the arm only to bicker a little longer about how "you're such a jerk, stealing my shiny Friday benevolence..." hahahahaha...

Yeah, give it back.

*looks around*

Nowhere. I don't know what happened.

Well, I kind of do... but I don't really want to talk about it. As I'd love to be wrong and I'm going to give myself until Monday afternoon before the final verdict is cast...

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I just need to start the book.
I need to shut up whining about it,
stop staring at the pages like it's going to write itself,
and just do it. Who cares what comes out?
Well, somebody does...
NOT THE POINT.

Just write.

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I've really no reason to be a whiner about things today. I've had a pretty great past few days/week and a half, really. Tebow, Kings of Leon, Hanson... I mean, kind of amazing.

Y'all know I love Hanson. A long, long time coming... and, O, how I needed to feel young...

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*sigh*

I think whoever stole my happy Friday tablet took my ability to articulate any sort of depth with them... those rascals. Believe it or not, I actually feel quite deeply today. I'm just not sure the feeling has a word.

Though, if I were going to put my finger on it, I think this video-- this sound... that about covers it... the strange sort of heavy, joyful melancholy that's spinning around my head, buzzing in my ears until my eyelids weigh down and I'm not looking out of my eyes anymore.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZlxDP_JNhNI