*curls up*
Oct. 17th, 2002 09:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousmeWell, I'm having a bad day. For no apparent reason. Maybe it's just because I'm tired.
One of those days where I'm bordering on tears and only want to go home and crawl into bed and never get up again. I have a migraine, too. And no meds with me.
Our systems are screwy again at work, so the clients are unhappy, and the reviewing community I'm on is in the middle of a minor war (I thought I got out of that when I left Scrivener), and I just feel generally crappy.
Haven't really felt like this in a while, so I'm a bit surprised. I remember a time when feeling like this was normal, when I couldn't imagine feeling any other way. To the point where normal felt abnormal. If I was even remotely in a good mood it felt like euphoria. I guess this means I've come a really long way.
That doesn't make me feel better today, though.
Surprisingly, last night's Adventure! game was actually a lot of fun. We blew up a barge AND a blimpful of Nazis, and we may be joining forces with the enemy in order to achieve our goals and defeat the Nazis. Kewl. :)
Now all I have to do is wait two hours for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
firewillow to get here so I can bitch and moan to her instead of in this LiveJournal.
I really should start writing my book reviews for here. I keep meaning to do one on Solomon Gursky Was Here, but I keep forgetting the book at home. I may just wing it from memory...
One of those days where I'm bordering on tears and only want to go home and crawl into bed and never get up again. I have a migraine, too. And no meds with me.
Our systems are screwy again at work, so the clients are unhappy, and the reviewing community I'm on is in the middle of a minor war (I thought I got out of that when I left Scrivener), and I just feel generally crappy.
Haven't really felt like this in a while, so I'm a bit surprised. I remember a time when feeling like this was normal, when I couldn't imagine feeling any other way. To the point where normal felt abnormal. If I was even remotely in a good mood it felt like euphoria. I guess this means I've come a really long way.
That doesn't make me feel better today, though.
Surprisingly, last night's Adventure! game was actually a lot of fun. We blew up a barge AND a blimpful of Nazis, and we may be joining forces with the enemy in order to achieve our goals and defeat the Nazis. Kewl. :)
Now all I have to do is wait two hours for
firewillow to get here so I can bitch and moan to her instead of in this LiveJournal.I really should start writing my book reviews for here. I keep meaning to do one on Solomon Gursky Was Here, but I keep forgetting the book at home. I may just wing it from memory...
