|10:05 am - It's a bad day, and it's only 10 AM|
Gods, I'm crabby today. I didn't sleep well last night (I've been crashing in weird places the past few nights) and I had weird dreams. I'd tell you all about 'em, but I left my notes at home, and so cannot. This whole week has been overly busy and generally making me angry.
Imbolc ritual is done, but not posted. Raven (our old man cat) was peeing bloody urine last night. There're 3 books on hold for me at the library, and I finished Dumezil last night, and started on Haynes, but didn't understand a word of it. I'm starving, but have no cash. I'm so short on money it isn't funny anymore, and my tax refund won't dig me out, it'll just prolong the pain. I'm behind on tickets and processing SLS licenses at work, so much so that my boss has noticed. I have a performance review next Wed. that I'm nowhere near ready for. I didn't get healing_coyote that information on Oðin I promised, and I feel pretty darn shitty for that. Weather looks incliment enough that a surprise visit to Black Bear PG isn't going to happen (though I'm still hoping). I'm still undecided on whether I can spring the $200 to go to AZ, and I have to make the decision by 3 AM tomorrow at the latest, or fares expire.
And Godsdamnitall if Eris didn't freaking start talking to me today. Why not just wait a week? *sighs*
Expect a little conversation update when I get around to it.
Excuse me, I have to go bury myself. I'm extremely fortunate to have Buffett to keep me moving. Otherwise, I might have called in sick today. Yeah, it's about that bad.
Current Mood: cranky
Current Music: "Dallas", -JB