now I'm grumpy.
maybe a hot shower will help.
for behold, I am still grumpy.
and my hands are acting up again for the first time in a while - my left hand got so cold as to be nearly numb after about five minutes of typing. so much for getting any painting done.
on the list for today: laundry, vote, track down mortgage info, drugstore, call new chiropractor, try to call speakeasy again, then my first non-meeting day of work at tPP.
laundry is in progress, voing crib sheet has been made, email to mortgage person has been sent.next logical thing would be the phone calls, but dammit, I don't feel like it.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
I need a hug.
I won't ask how this day could get any worse, because I can think of any number of other things that could go wrong.
however, right now I think one more thing would cause this building to explode, and every empath within ten miles to get a blinding headache. I never would have thought the things that have happened today could ever happen. I still don't understand how it did.