I am so freakin' tired right now. The lack of sleep I've been getting this week is kicking my ass today. I feel like there's some sort of fog that I'm looking through and I can't think clearly. It's taking every inch of willpower I have right now to stay awake. I can't wait until the weekend comes. I desperately need a good solid 8-9 hours of sleep.

Gabriel is sitting on me, eating a breadstick, and watching The Backyardigans. The poopstorm seems to be over for now. Thank god. Of course, it ended just as Rob got home. Yah.

G still hasn't come by to check the closet. I don't think she will unless we call her again. *sigh*

I'm going stir crazy. I need to get out. I need adult contact. Help!

Tonight I'll be making some beef casserole thing in the crock pot. It doesn't take long to make, so it's not cooking as of yet.

Last night we gamed a bit and tonight Rob will be bathing the Poopchuck.

It's looking like I'm just going to have to send resumes out to firms I want to work for blindly. The job boards suck. Almost no attorney positions are listed for my area and those that are want experience that I don't have. I'm really hoping that my being licensed in CA will help with the job hunt. Rob spoke to the recruiter for where he works and I'll be submitting a profile (with his help) this weekend. That way if an attorney job comes up there, I'll already be in the system to be considered for it.

Sleep. Please. Now. *thud*

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