Friday Night Blues

I was in a weird mood Friday night. I was home alone, and even though I ususally pine for more "alone time," something about being home alone on a Friday night brings back unsavory memories of high school geekiness. The funkiness washes over me and I feel like I haven't a friend in the world. Sad, I know. I am sure it didn't help matters that I watched The Good Mother, in which a mother loses custody of her daughter, and then the end of Scream, which is not nearly as scary as I remember it being but disturbing nonethless for the gross-out factor. So, feeling antsy, I up and decided to go to Borders. Well, the weird mood was not relieved, and in fact it was added to because for some reason I decided to start reading The Lovely Bones, which is very original and well-written but gave me the creeps. And then I wandered over to the children's section because I love going there and pretending all those books are mine, and I discovered a great new book, I Am Too Absolutely Small for School. But of course, those books aren't mine and so I felt happy and sad at the same time. And then I practically bawled on the drive home when "Your Body Is a Wonderland" came on the radio. Oh, I'm a mess.