committing, committed, committee?

committing:
Ffffffffuuuuuuucjfksdjfsadkl I need a subject divider for my mind. Either that or to spend a week in seclusion, planning things to my satisfaction. I finished the task that I knew I had to finish this morning and spent the afternoon in what, for me, amounts to a whirlwind of confusion.
Also Gary broke something and I still don't know what, and the fucking, fucking Cache FAQ is broken again. Ausdfjkasdhfhsdfsdfl.

committed:
Tickets for New Moon have been purchased. :| Neek, this is a measure of my love for you. I am still going to buy an ...and then Buffy staked Edward t-shirt.
Also, seeing 2012 tomorrow night. I think I should make a habit of booking myself up after work so that I go the fuck home.

committee:
Chatty meeting tomorrow to hopefully dispel some of the aaarhgjfsahgjsdfsadfauisdfkvss. Why do I let myself get into situations where I am anything resembling in charge? I hate it. jfdksflksaklfd.
It's not even that I'm stressed right now, it's just that the move and the week off combined to make my head a floaty place of negative concentration. Also, I require better playlists.

also:
Fuck off, summer, we do not serve your kind around here.