I'm having another one of my what's-the-point days. I can't see the point of doing ANYthing. And all the little bad things of a probably-otherwise-pretty-normal day are seeming magnified now. I had a conversation at lunch today wherein it would have been okay had I either known what I was talking about or shut up, but I did neither, so I feel bad about that. There's someone I know who did something that ticked me off, and now that, for the first time ever in our acquaintance, I have let him know (politely, I thought) that I was angry, *poof* I haven't heard from him in a week and a half, and on a day like today, that sort of thing bothers me. Even when my cat tries to scratch at the furniture, today I'm getting annoyed all out of proportion.
Days like this SUCK.
Days like this SUCK.