This is gonna be a long one, people. Get ready.

Mood:  I woke up wrong. But I’d like to say – as an edit, that Carlyn is such a fantastic roommate, and that within literally 20 minutes of getting home I had a better handle on things.

First words out of my mouth this morning: “So mean!”

Considering: Taking a nap – the sleep deficit is catching up to me.

Coming up this weekend: Uh, so it’s Thanksgiving. I’ve been planning a trip to California for Thanksgiving for a few months now, and everything was on schedule, on track and good to go. Then I changed my mind – there was no reason behind it except that I felt really strongly that I should stay in Provo. I had no premonition of car wrecks or bad weather, no family drama (besides the usual), and I was looking forward to maybe a day at the beach. Anyway, in a flurry of text messages, I broke the news to everyone, and let the trip go. I figured that the holiday would be quiet – roommates were going to be gone, friends all with family, and blissfully, no work. It sounded fine – a nice break. A chance to catch up on sleep and maybe finally get some laundry done. But then everyone else decided to stay in town, and it evolved into a full house, which I’m always thrilled about. The food will be good, and the day will be nice. But I have something to say:

It’s not going to be fancy. I want people in jeans and sweatshirts. I want a no fuss traditional dinner, people being nice to each other, maybe some good music, and a slice of pumpkin pie. For the love. Don’t give me no drama.

Self Improvement: I’m having one of those “endure to the end” weeks. It’s not often that I can say that I’m doing my best – but right now, I am trying SO hard. Maybe I’ve gone overboard on a few things – I need to relax just a little. I’m fun when I’m not tired or anxious. I promise.

Of course, if you have to tell people you’re fun – are you really? Don’t answer that.

Materialism: I’m good, really.

I dreamed: Blarg – so I dreamed all night that someone was being mean to me, and I woke up with my feelings all hurt. Which, I know – is ludicrous.

Last thing I ate: Cesar side salad from Wendy’s.

Last thing I cooked: Sunday after church I made a crispy Asian salad and bok choy.

What I want to cook next: I don’t really. I think after Thanksgiving (which doesn’t require a lot of brain power because I have all my notes and recipes from years past) I’m going to take a break. There’s more to me, you know, than cooking. I need a little replenishing.

Listening to: After six months of being on this list, I finally overdosed on Radiohead last week. Believe it. I’m sick of Ray LaMontagne too (don’t worry, they’ll both be back), and with the exception of a few days of Lauryn Hill and Nina Simone last week, I’ve given up on by-the-album listening for a bit. Instead I’ve just put iTunes on shuffle mode, and I’ve been rediscovering music that I haven’t listened to in years. I’m an emotional buyer when it comes to music – and it’s weird, because just about every song I love comes with a story. None of the stories are really interesting to anyone else, but they remind me of times and places past. It’s cool to see what comes up when you’ve got a few thousand songs on shuffle. Highlights – Beck: Lost Cause, Amos Lee: Arms of A Woman, Jamie Cullum: All At Sea, Imogen Heap: Wait It Out, Joni Mitchell: A Case of You, Jeff Buckley: Hallelujah, Aretha Franklin: I Say A Little Prayer, Brendan James: The Sun Will Rise, and finally Jimi Hendrix: Wind Cries Mary – which I’ve actually written about before.

Reading: I’ve decided that I’m not a very well-read Mormon, particularly considering I taught Sunday School for six years. I know my scriptures and I know my doctrine, but it’s time to beef up a little bit on the heavy books. So, Jesus The Christ, by James E. Talmage is now in rotation.

Design Blogs: I’ve got a heavy workload at the moment, and things have been a little hectic. As a result, no browsing blogs, no Facebook time, no blogging (until now, when I really should be cooking for tomorrow) and nothing interesting to write in this spot. Why don’t I leave this space empty? Why don’t I ever give the short answer?

What I’m wearing: Black. All black.

Song of the Day: Brendan James: The Sun Will Rise. I’ve got to stop posting crummy videos – but the song is great.

Picture of the Day: What’s a blog if I can’t put a picture of me up once in a while? My sister says I look like a ghost looking out of a hole. Thanks, Chere.