I am so. tired.

Anyway, I was tired yesterday too, and took a nap from about 6-7:30, which is a really shitty time to take a nap, so when Andy called at 9 and asked if I wanted to get Dunkin’ Donuts and drive aimlessly in the dark, I was all “HELL, YEAH!” It was fun, I got decaf and we ended up on random rural backroads, and at one point Andy said “I have no idea where we are. Which means I’m probably going to pop a tire.” I didn’t voice it, but in my head I was thinking “I forgot my cell phone. Which means Andy’s probably going to pop a tire in the middle of nowhere at 10 pm.”

Alas, he did not!

I was in bed by 11, I think, yes, because I saw the last 2 minutes of The Amazing Race and was bummed that Charla was out. Note the non-mention of Mirna. Anyway, I went to bed, had some crazy dream that I woke up late in another state and could not get back to the school in time to teach my Multimedia session, and woke up at 12:45 in a panic, and realized that 12:45 was not 9:19 am, and I was fine.

Not sure what I dreamt of after that, but I woke up with the cat’s head in my armpit, spooned up against me (as best a Fat Kitty can spoon) at the appointed time of 6 am, and all was well.

I taught my sessions, and came home at 1:30 with great intentions of going shopping for Dave’s birthday. Instead, I fell asleep and slept until almost 4, and had a glass of Pepsi and forced myself to go out and get shit done. I was tired then. I am still tired now. I also have a headache, and am still feeling hot. But, I did score some stuff at Lane Bryant: 2 coolmax bras (the BEST bra ever, seriously) and 2 shirts for 50 bucks. I was able to take advantage of a “Buy One Bra, Get One Half Off” deal, 2 five dollar off coupons, and a “save 25 bucks on a 75 buck purchase” — which, after all the other discounts, my total was 77. So I totally maximized that discount.

Of course, I noticed some, errr, enlarged veins on my chest in the dressing room, which, along with everything ELSE in the world, COULD be a symptom of pregnancy! so I also went to Hot Topic and bought the Misfits onesie that Dave and I saw in there a few weeks ago. I felt so old. Buying a ONESIE in Hot Topic, with the goth girl in her black eyeliner and plastic tiara being all “Debit or Credit?” after having asked the blue haired even more made up dude where the onesies were. Actually, I dumbed it down and said “baby Misfits clothes” because goth-as-fuck 17 year olds would probably laugh AT me if I said “Where’re your onesies at?”

Anyway. I’m exhausted. I have big veins on my tits. I have a headache. My tits almost feel heavier, not bigger so much, but heavier, and it’s driving me NUTS, the waiting. UGH.

Time to make dinner. And then nap.