I’m tired, which is weird because I actually had a decent sleep last night. I’m also snarky, which is also weird, because there’s no real reason that I should be.

I spent last night working on Eddie’s new layout, which looks eerily similar to my new layout, because he liked it and I didn’t need to do anything special to it for him. Unfortunately, I was a bitch and said some nasty things before bed, so we both went to sleep mad.

My jaw is throbbing today. Most times it doesn’t hurt for more than 3 or 4 days, so hopefully it will be fine in a day or so.

I hate this fucking weather.

I woke up out of a dead sleep to post a snarky comment on a Livejournal community post that had apparently been driving me crazy all night while I was sleeping. So now I’m awake for a little while, and battling a bit of a stomach ache as well. Hopefully once I go back to bed it goes away.

It’s Thursday, and for the first time in months it’s also Survivor night here at Casa McBride. Eddie and I will probably pick out two people we think will make it to the final 4, and whichever of us wins gets taken out to dinner by the other one. So far neither of us has actually won one of these bets. Oh, and it’s pizza night for us as well, although I’m not sure how well that will go over. Now that we’re not getting home at 7:30pm, and since I seem to be on a set eating schedule lately (who’d have thought that would ever happen?), I know that if I don’t eat by 7pm I’m going to end up with a headache. Unless I decide to change what time I eat lunch, which is a good plan.

*sigh*

I should go back to bed. Eddie will be up soon, and as much as I’d like to see him before he goes to work, I know that I’ll never get to sleep if I chat with him. I’ll just hope that he stops by the bedroom to give me a kiss before he leaves for wor.