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I'm so tired lately. This season always seems to wear me out. I become reclusive. I can't deal with the day to day. It's dizzying.

My best friends have been a bottle of deep red wine and a pack of Parlamint Lights. And sleep.

I've taken to bathing by candlelight with said bottle of deep red wine and pack of Parlamint Lights. Codeseven's album The Rescue filling my ears. I'm very weird about music. Well, I'm weird about most things. But I find something I like and it's all I listen to. The Rescue has been the only CD I've been listening to for the past few weeks. I've fallen in love with every track, my only complaint is that there are only 8 tracks. They did come out with a new CD, which I listened to once or twice and put in my reject pile. It's not familiar. I need the familiar right now.

I'm supposed to be in L.A. right now, but shit happens and it got postponed for a week, maybe two because of the holidays. Which is fine, especially since I haven't packed yet. I know I'll end up leaving the majority of my things behind. I hate feeling tied down to things.

Tiger has been causing me much frustration because I can't bear to be without him and when I'm away it worries me to the point my stomach aches and I can't sleep.

Maybe tomorrow if I don't at least start packing, I can atleast start deciding which things I intend to take.