Ugh

It's 11:30 pm and it's so fuggy my sweat is sweating.

I was going to tell you all about the baby blanket I'm attempting to crochet for a friend but keep having to unravel it because I'm screwing it up royally, and about how our television died and we went to the store to buy a new one and discovered they've stopped making big square televisions that weigh 450 pounds, and about how we bought a new hi-def tele and I got the new cable box with hi-def and will now spend the next three months glued to the set exclaiming about how amazing the picture quality is, and about how my four-day weekend is over and I have to go back to work tomorrow, and about going to my husband's company picnic in a roaring thunderstorm but everyone showed up anyway and we all had fun, but I'm not.

I am going to lie down naked in front of the fan. You're on your own.