Happiness Is A Warm Gun

Oh my god...I wish I could sleep all day.  I swear I go to work tired, come home tired, wake up tired.  I cannot stand that I never sleep enough even though I sleep 8 hours every night.

I didn't take Sofie to work today.  I felt really bad and she kinda took it out on me by peeing on the floor.  Not a little like usual when she can't hold it but like a puddle.  I mean it looked like the fridge was leaking.  I'll take her tomorrow.  There shouldn't be too much to do.  It will probably be pretty boring since its just before the holidays.

Well, I'm starting to love/hate my story.  I'm writing a story having to do with zombies or something like it and the aftermath of it all.  I really dug it at first but then I really started to despise the whole plot and the dialogue between the characters.  Not only that but my wording and the writing was just bugging the crap out of me.  I start to wonder why the heck I think I can be a writer cause I just hate the way I write.  But then I was writing more today and I started to smooth out alot of the kinks and the plotline worked out a little better so I might not hate it so much.

One thing that bugs me about tv is when shows take a hiatus for the holidays.  One of which is Fringe.  I love that show (my favorite person ever is Walter Bishop) but I hate that now I'm stuck having to watch re-runs every Tuesday instead of a new episode.  Now I'm trying to figure out how to replace that hour of television with some other show.  I can understand when the season is over but not when shows take a break in the middle of the season.

I'm done ranting.