Close proximity to walls

I admit it. It's not all hunky dory all of the time here.

• Well, for instance it's raining right now and I rode into town and now have mud all over the back of my new jacket because I have a stupid gung-ho mountain bike with no mudguards. I need an omafiets.
• I have a pain in my back and my regular quarterly/tri-monthly back-spasm thingie is likely to take place any minute ... and probably before I get to the physio on Monday.
• I've spent the day running errands. Ugh.
• And cleaning the house. Double, no, triple ugh.
• This means I still don't have a job.
• I'm turning 31 tomorrow.
• The birthday cake I've ordered for tomorrow will cost me the equivalent of AUD$70. Ouch.
• I believe am coming down with a cold and only have tomato-based soup in the house to eat. (See Do the words Friday, thirteenth and a goat mean anything to you? blog entry from Fri 13 Oct 2006 for more info.)
• I have a "practice your dutch" session tonight, but frankly, after writing this whingey blog entry, I don't feel like going anymore.
• If I were to go, I would have to leave for the session in half an hour. It's still raining, but now with an additional dark and foreboding-looking thing going on.

So, this is the first and hopefully the last time I am all "myah-myah-boo-hoo-poor-me-I'm-poor-and-unemployed-and-old". I have made a habit of publishing what is happening to me, my new experiences and stuff, but I should also be allowed just once to write that I'm feeling sad or flat. But while I would say that most of the time it's good...

... today is a blue day.

I've hit the wall.

Tomorrow I had better snap out of it and force myself to have a good time!