magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

I've been feeling work stress way out of proportion to the levels that it probably should be at. The low, grinding headaches, like rocks glacially tumbling in the back of my brain and behind my eyes. The tendency towards snippiness, when I have no cause to be snapping at anyone. The pull of my dreams every morning and the desire to close my eyes, stay in bed, and revel in them rather than face the day.

I managed, briefly, to get out of my own way towards midday, and kicked out of few bits and pieces that were no big deal, but that had been giving me trouble over the last couple of days. But then quietly fumed when changes came back later.

I stubbed my toe and the exclamation that came out of my mouth was, 'Awwrgh! Spongebob Squarepants!'

I did make it out of my house for a bit this afternoon to meet up with Cybèle for a late lunch, before she was off to Philly to continue with her Blue Shift tour. I'm sorry that I missed her show last night, and that she didn't get the chance to meet Jenny (who's been filling in for a number of people and working extra shifts this week). But it was nice to sit down and catch up.