Red Room Where the Writers Are

Weird day: computer crashed, external monitor died, saved the Dell, Sys Restore, wasted half a day, recruited anyway - conducted phone interviews, panicky; thought having heart attack but no such luck, had coffee instead, cat needy, kept trying to climb in lap while I was working, stabbed her, no I didn't, just wanted to, Husbandman/ IT Guy took over PC troubleshoot, added more memory, I put on tennis togs, warm up stale bagel, stuff w/ slice of low cal cheese (thought: what does REAL cheese taste like?)cram in mouth while driving thru rush hour to T-Club, am on time - major shock.

Cranky tennis match! Couldn't hold serve, got so pissed started looking at & hitting thru ball w/ max racket speed FINALLY won my serve. Today was Asshole day and I was head asshole. Made myself so upset got sick to stomach, thought I was having a heart attack again, got home, looked up symptoms, not a heart attack, ate pasta, watched Spiderman 3 (Underrated. Love James Franco!!!) Jim makes me more coffee (enabler) finished work, surfed freelance writing job section of Craigs, emailed good ones to myself, ate popcorn, nauseous again, so effing tired NEED A VACATION! But the only place I want to go is NYC and we can't afford it!!!!! Good news, Virgin chopped price to $106 each way maybe in October? Feed parakeets, placate cat, take shower, work on NY Magazine crossword, fall asleep and dream of eating a maple bar.....