Stayed up late-ish last night to finish watching American Idol. I know, whatever, I still watch it. (She pouted defensively) I was thrilled in an undignified way when lovely Phillip Phillips won over that shrieking child Jessica Sanchez.
He is cute. I like his voice, his style. He seems like a grounded and sweet young man. This is the first time someone I've picked out as my favorite has won American Idol.
Anyway, I was emotional about that for some reason. In addition, DR and I had had an argument earlier in the evening, which seemed to be settled, but somehow also not. Then I had to get up extra early today to go sell my blood. It is worth it...a pint of blood to this place that designs filtration and delivery systems pays $85! But between not enough sleep, giving blood, feeling unsettled at home...well, I am kind of a wreck.
I guess the moral of this story is...be glad you are on your own side of the screen. If we were together, you might have to watch me cry, and it ain't pretty :)
Tomorrow will be better. *fingers crossed*