What Now

Sigh...

I just finished mowing the yard, and I didn't - not once- reach Lawnmower Zen. For those of you who don't know what that is, it's the moment that you reach -while riding on your lawnmower- when you just relax and let your thoughts drift towards lovely, inciteful things. I've got too much on my mind this weekend for zen of any kind. I've got trouble at work that is just so stupid that I don't even know how to resolve it, I've got a friend who will be proposing to his girlfriend any day now (and she can't stand me-wow, this happens a lot doesn't it? : )-, so I'll lose him for good when they get married), and school is wearing me down to nubs. I'm literally so stressed at this point that I hurt all over. If I could get under my bed, I'd do it.