tired

Last night I dreamed about that entry I just posted about needing a vacation badly, in the dream I realized that I had actually been out of town just a few weeks before (not actually true) and that I was being selfish and whiny by wanting another break. 

Then the dream turned into one of those where you're running in a massive marathon of some kind and while you're not winded or tired it's incredibly difficult to run faster.  

My life is pretty much pointless self-flagellation and working hard without going anywhere huh.

Really not really no really not really, things are going well.  I'm just tired and tired and tired and fat, I feel really fat, I hate feeling fat.