The pity party, that is.
Honestly, I must have some degree of that seasonal disease, because for the last few weeks (ever since the weather changed to autumn) , I have been feeling down in the dumps.
I can't seem to get the house as clean as I want it.
I am sleeping a bunch.
Oh, and did I mention that work stinks?
The only thing making me feel slightly better is the start of Grey's Anatomy and Dancing with the Stars. And tonight, the season premiere of Lost. Which, if you think about it, makes me really pathetic.
At least I still have my charm and good looks.