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It's probably very indicative of my overall mood that I heard about the Deepwater Horizon explosion for the first time today and my first thought was something along the lines of "Well. Happy Earth Day everyone." *sigh*
It seems to be one of those days where I have to fight for even the little accomplishments. It feels like my head is encased in thick fog that I have to shove through, and it's fucking with me because I know I need to get stuff done and it just isn't getting done and this is leading me into a nice spiral of panic and self hatred. On top of that I have a raging headache, probably related to either the rumbling thundery weirdness in the weather very likely related to the lawnmowers outside my window equaling massive allergies. I'm stressed about well, everything and feeling pretty fail at life, want to stab all of humanity for a variety of reasons, and just hating it all right now.
Probably a good thing we're out of eggs and I can't go get any more, cause I'm SO in the mood to bake up that box of betty crocker yellow cake, frost it, and EAT THE WHOLE DAMN THING in a fit of pique.
Fuck you anxiety. Fuck you right in the ear.
Going to step away from the computer for a bit, hopefully a half hour or so of doing something completely else will unfry my batteries somewhat. Bah.
It seems to be one of those days where I have to fight for even the little accomplishments. It feels like my head is encased in thick fog that I have to shove through, and it's fucking with me because I know I need to get stuff done and it just isn't getting done and this is leading me into a nice spiral of panic and self hatred. On top of that I have a raging headache, probably related to either the rumbling thundery weirdness in the weather very likely related to the lawnmowers outside my window equaling massive allergies. I'm stressed about well, everything and feeling pretty fail at life, want to stab all of humanity for a variety of reasons, and just hating it all right now.
Probably a good thing we're out of eggs and I can't go get any more, cause I'm SO in the mood to bake up that box of betty crocker yellow cake, frost it, and EAT THE WHOLE DAMN THING in a fit of pique.
Fuck you anxiety. Fuck you right in the ear.
Going to step away from the computer for a bit, hopefully a half hour or so of doing something completely else will unfry my batteries somewhat. Bah.
