I’m finally finishing up the Beatles book which I set aside about 2 weeks ago in order to read all those Booker Prize winners, the rest of the Chronicles of Narnia and complete a solid amount of crossword puzzles.

So I’ve got Beatles’ songs on the brain.

And some of the familial tension - it would seem - was resolved this evening. Time will be the true test of that theory.

However, something that is getting better is my enjoyment of my hair. These past few days, I’ve grown increasingly accustomed to the new color and I had three co-workers (whose opinions I trust a good deal) tell me that they like the color and the cut and that they would NOT change it. Ok. Cool.

Sadly, I spent almost $100 at CVS tonight on two prescriptions, 4 pairs of trouser socks and some eyeshadow. The socks weren’t expensive. They were on sale, as a matter of fact. However, this was the first time I was purchasing the medication under my new prescription plan. It would seem that since there are no generics for these two pills I take, I pay $35 and $40, respectively, for the privilege of using them. Too bad. They help me tremendously and until I am at the point where I don’t need them anymore, this is a necessary expense.

I was actually going to do my taxes tonight since I have all my W-2’s and 1098s and the like. I actually started them last night on the H&R Block website (which is how I’ve filed for the past two years… I find it quite painless) but then just saved the updated information and logged out since I was stressing over other things.

Oh! I got my first grade from one of the discussion board assignments for my Information Organization class. I scored a 7.5 out of 8; the class average was a 7.36. The professor is getting around to sending each student an individual feedback email, so I’ll find out why soon enough. But I’m always happy when I do better than the class average.

I think I know why I didn’t get the 8. She noted that percentages of points were taken off for people who didn’t spread their posts to the discussion boards evenly over the 7-day period. I posted two on the same day and then two on another day. Not spread enough, I guess. I’ve learned my lesson for next time - which is this week’s assignment. I posted ONE bit of discussion tonight, and I’ll post another tomorrow, and so on through Friday.

Last week, I was discussing (with LJ) the different kinds of tired a person can feel. I summed it up saying that you can feel physically tired, mentally tired or emotionally tired. You can also feel combinations of the three and ultimately ALL THREE, which is the kind of complete exhaustion where you have nothing left to give and can barely form coherent sentences or thoughts. Right now, I’m not physically tired… and I’m not mentally tired. I could do another few crossword puzzles if I wanted to.

I’m emotionally drained, though. Today was just full of thinking about feelings, and feeling feelings and considering other people’s feelings, and talking about feelings and thinking about talking about feelings and how other people will feel about those feelings, especially when they’re talked about. It was heavy, dude. But now I think it’s OK; I’m still completely sapped of any sort of energy in that arena. I have no smiles left. Alas alack and alas yet again.

But I did a good job at a meeting at work today, and on Friday I am having lunch with my boss and getting my three-month review. I look forward to it. Indeed. I’ll get to see where I’ve been and where I’m going… or something to that effect. Whatever that Joyce Carol Oates book is… Where I’m Going and Where I’ve Been?

I own it. I could find it. But not now. Now is sleepytime.