It could've been worse -- the doctor could've had worse news for me -- but no, I guess I really wasn't having a good day. In a way, the relentlessness of it was the worst part.
Today I'm just exhausted (trying to get everything ready for the gig tonight, and I feel like I'm moving through molasses). My state of mind is a whole lot better now that a) water isn't constantly finding new places to appear, b) I'm not cold and wet, and c) I've slept.
I must remember to blog about niftiness I've encountered, to balance the draahmaah of the Bad Days.
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Today I'm just exhausted (trying to get everything ready for the gig tonight, and I feel like I'm moving through molasses). My state of mind is a whole lot better now that a) water isn't constantly finding new places to appear, b) I'm not cold and wet, and c) I've slept.
I must remember to blog about niftiness I've encountered, to balance the draahmaah of the Bad Days.
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