Two of my closest friends are in town. I woke up in the worst mood. Edgar is sick again. My apartment still isn't unpacked totally. I've been missing everyone in Dallas on an unusual level lately, and I've hardly slept at all.

It is continually annoying me that some people feel good enough to call you and ask you to do them favors that aren't exactly convenient (but that you don't mind doing at all), and then when you ask something very simple in return that requires no inconvenience on their part, they ignore your mere existence.

I'm going to go make coffee and hang out with my friends. Today IS going to get better.