Air Canada? You suck!!

And that's about the extent of my feelings on the issue this morning - I have so many 4-letter words and expletitives to hurl at those motherf*ckers I don't know where to begin, so let's leave it at that.

*deeeeep breath*

I slept like 3 hours last night, and that's being generous.

Our mattress is crap, the room temp was crap, the loud radio inside my head was crap as are the pinched nerves in my neck and my knotted back - christ, I had to move to the couch in the middle of the night and half of it is taken up by piles of yes, you guessed it: crap from the dismantled shelves, so I had to curl up fetal to get a couple hours of weirdo sleep...

You'd think this would be enough to turn me into a rabid zombie by now, right? And yes, you are right. No sleep in 5 days makes TD a very irritable doll today.

BUT she's putting on a happy face anyways, still floating from all the amaaazing fucking incredible sex (oh Vegas is gonna kill me for this one! LOL! but it's my blog so nerr!), life right now is almost too impossibly good to believe it's really happening, you know? I find myself constantly looking over my shoulder wondering "ok where's the bad stuff, where's the catch, when will the "ha! fooled ya!" moment happen?" - yeah that's from bad conditioning, I admit it. And it sucks.

I guess time will shut those voices up and prove them wrong, once and for all - or I'll gag them myself! So yeah. Back to work now and back to pretending I am awake, alive and with the program.

Sigh. I need a hug today.

/end of Fake It Till You Make It post/