as i sit here drinking my coffee, digesting my pancake, egg, and cheese concoction, and reminiscing on last night's complete and utter breakdown, it reminds me of how hindsight really is 20/20 and often sleeping on something makes it clearer. pulp fiction's on the tele and life is good once again. i feel like such an emotional child sometimes, though i guess we all are, duh. so i got pissed off 'cause i wanted someone to give me a pep talk, then i just gave it to myself and went to sleep.

in other news: the couch is coming today and i have the day off to receive it. leon's are useless- they said they would call the day-of to give an estimated time for delivery, so i was hoping it would be early and i could go into work for the afternoon. but, oh no, they called about 30 minutes ago to give me the why-bother estimate of "between 12 and 3pm". thank you, morons!

but by 5pm i'll have a couch, so it's not all bad.

now, if you excuse me, i have to go watch phil lamarr's head essplode.