so it’s thursday night. i am burnt out and tired. sitting shivering on the couch, i have not much to say. still no news on the job front. not that i’ve been thinking of it all that much. i’ve been conducting off-site trainings the past few days. so i’ll be two days behind when i get to the office tomorrow. not that i can catch up because there is more training to do when i get there. it’s never-ending.

i plan on doing a whole bunch of nothing this weekend. weary, that is me. believe it or not, i used to be quite the party girl when i was younger. not that i am old, but i am weary. after working my ass off all week, the last thing i want to do is go out and work a scene. what’s sad is i don’t even feel restless. often times i feel content and love using the time to recharge my batteries. of course, this will all change with the weather. when it’s warm outside, i have a hard time sitting still. i guess i just like to hibernate.

ok, i just have to share this tidbit from the 10 o’clock news:
the FDA has approved a name change for prunes. they are now to be called dried plums. it’s a marketing ploy. too many young consumers link prunes with senior citizens.