Today is August.

That makes me depressed.

The rest of my summer is rapidly disappearing before my very eyes. Next weekend more family's coming over, the weekend after that we have plans, the weekend after that we supposedly are making plans, and the weekend after that (if I've counted the weekends correctly) is when we leave for PA. If it's got to come so fast, why can't it just come right now?

*sigh*

I think I'm getting a little deranged from three weeks with no private time. Oh, it was all for good causes.... don't get me wrong. But I'm feeling deranged nonetheless.

Oh. Plus I have to leave for work in ten minutes. That's the other reason I'm feeling deranged.