The weather today reflects my mood. I'm grouchy from lack of sleep and just feeling bleh. A big part of the problem stems from Room mate Marti's new boyfriend. NBF was at our place last night when I got home from job #2 at 12:30 a.m. My first thought was great, what am I going to walk into now. If I had only known I would have slept in my car last night. When I got to the top of the steps I found the tv on, dishes all over the kitchen and two windows open. They were no where in sight. Sigh. Take one stab at where they were. Yeah. Anyway I went about my business, finally crawled into bed at 12:45ish and proceeded to lay there, wide awake because of the loudness coming from across the hall. Let's just say I had a pillow over my head, my Beatles CD going and the door shut of course. And I still heard everything. Sleep total for the night was about 3-1/2 or 4. I'm not sure what time it was NBF finally left. I was too afraid to look at the clock for fear I might actually blow my lid. It's bad enough my lack of sleep has put me into one mother of a bad mood. Right now the only thing that is keeping me going is the two large cups of coffee I had this morning.

See what I mean when I said I wasn't ready for the room mate to get back into the dating scene? Since this was the first time they kept me awake I'm going to hold my tongue until it happens again. If it does, I do believe I will strongly suggest they go to his place (which is sans room mate I might add) for their little trysts. I mean, heck, I live there too.

Heard from Brent today. That guy never ceases to amaze me. He was telling me about his plans for when his study ends next year. Nothing is finalized yet but he could be coming back to the States (yeah!) or staying in Africa for another year for more study. I'm so envious of the amount of travel and all of the things he's seen and done. In December he's going on a climb of Mt. Kilamanjaro! Sweet. I'm just glad he's still o.k. It would be nice to physically see him. I'll always have a soft spot for him.

Damn phone's ringing again. I better get going. Lots to do and I don't want to get caught on the internet fiddling around while the big wigs are here.