lazy sunday.

I'm lying in bed, still in my pajamas, with the worst crick in my neck. I must have slept funny last night because moving my head is super painful. I'm kind of mad at myself for wasting a weekend. I've been in a really odd mood lately and I'm not sure why. I just feel... boring. Maybe it was the exhilaration of Italy two weeks ago, but I'm back to real life and I feel stagnant. Still waiting on job things. I don't have too many fun things planned for the rest of the year. My birthday is creeping up and I don't really know what to do for it. Blah.

I spent about 7 hours taking down my twists and detangling my hair. What a beast! I didn't even have the strength to wash it after all of that, so that will be on tonight's to do list. I have to go to Vegas tomorrow for work and sit through a bunch of asinine meetings with a girl on my team whose work style kind of irks me. I haven't packed for that yet... Hell, I haven't unpacked from the past two weeks. My apartment is a hot mess. Everything is just kind of low energy and I wasted this weekend doing my hair and then lazing about reading and watching TV.

I need to get out of this slump, but I'm not really sure how to do that.