Am I a sick-o? Here I have one of my scary, semi-big marital fights last night (of course I'll divulge) and now that it's over and done with... this morning, I feel so happy in my life and relationship. It's so damn cleansing for me to fight and get things unsaid said. I mean, last night, I didn't even realize how pent-up mark and I had been lately. Mark is definitely not like me though...he always views our approximately thrice-yearly fights as harbingers of doom and horror. He's very uncomfortable with emotional outbursts and their causes. He professes to HATE them. I dislike them myself, but they never fail to bring me to a further understanding of both myself and my lover-for-lifer.
I'm probably also in a good mood because (damn the money! Ahhhhhhh) I'm taking the day off tomorrow and my boss is taking the morning off today. I'm ostensibly going to use the time to write my response paper (worth 20% of my grade) on some stupid book and applying for christmas jobs and research a project... but really, I'll probably only dabble in those things and sit around and be lazzzzzeeeeee.
