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Pretty quiet weekend, the kind that sometimes leaves me cranky because I felt like I squandered the free time somehow. But, I am trying to be less irritable, so we'll see.

I have been out of sorts this weekend. Couldn't find a book among the unread books here that appealed to me, spent (surprise) far too much time last night poking around on LiveJournal. Sad. Oh well. Saturday morning I awoke from some awful anxiety dream where my teeth were falling out, then Saturday afternoon I took a nap and had yet another bad dream that involved me being back in Chicago and in my old job, except the job had transformed into something frightening and hopeless. Both times I was so glad to wake up. It drove me into the whisky Saturday night, this crap dream streak, and the fear of more.

Today was my friend Crista's birthday. Haven't thought of a gift for her yet, but I did give her a call. I just can't think of a good present for her.

I feel tired and sick to my stomach tonight. Also kind of stupid. Thirsty too.