Speaking of time management ...

And we were, weren't we? I decided last week that if I have time to look at at least four celebrity gossip web sites throughout my day, then I can spend that energy doing something constructive instead. So I deleted the bookmarks from my browser and have been pushing full-steam with MS Freecell. Actually today I did manage to call the US embassy, which is huge because I've been putting it off for months. So there: I did something.

Other neurotic notes for today:
* I have no friends here
* No one likes me
* I'm embarrassed to have people over for tea because I totally monk it as an American
* I look like death
* My hair is too long
* Mark is going to die from eating moldy syrup last night
* I am going to bleed to death during birth
* I'm never, ever going to be warm again
* Someone's going to hurt Vaughn