Have you ever had one of those days where, though you get out of bed, you never really wake up? Or one of the days where everyone else seems to look put together and happy with smiles and shiny stuff around their eyes, and your eyes are saggy and all you can manage to see is that hideous patch of gray hair that is growing undeterred over your right temple? How about one of those days where your blackberry keeps buzzing so continuously that you lose your patients and maybe pick it up and throw it against the wall in your office? And lastly, had one of those days lately where you know you've gained weight, and you know the only way to break the cycle and reclaim your former body is to get off your couch-loving hiney and work out. But you don't. Because of all the stuff about being tired and living in a fog and being disappointed with your life and accomplishments and how easy you lose your temper and just plain laziness?
I had one of those days today. Real bad. And now I see that Out of Africa is coming on encore and while I'm tempted to watch this three-hour epic and cry my eyes out, I'm not going to. Because I'm too tired. What's the date again?