It's the end of the semester. I've taken my finals exams. I've said my goodbye's to my friends for the summer (most are going home, hopefully I'll be in touch with the ones that stay). I've got my Linux box back to a semi-normal state. I have nothing to do.

I still feel stressed out... And I don't know why...

Work was OK today. They finally had something for me to do and I was able to keep busy the entire five hours I was there. I've got more projects lined up for next week. Home is still the same. I've got piles of paper to file. I;ve got websites to design. I have laundry and dishes to do. Even though I'm coming home earlier, Totem has kept herself busy with babysitting jobs at our house so I'm kinda non-existent unless she needs another pair of eyes. I'm gonna be seeing even less of her in the next couple of weeks... I don't think she realizes this yet and I feel an arguement coming on about it... Nothing I can do about it... I need to goto class and work if we are gonna make it.

So maybe I do have stuff to do. But I still feel stressed though and it's getting to me... I need a vacation and it's not coming soon enough...

Feh.