So got out of work early, have tomorrow off, due to working excessive hours over weekend and the past couple of days and needing to drive to NH to meet with my corporate masters on Friday, groovy, right? Well, not so much...

Had fun earlier anyway, went to hang out with Emily & go to the now open W. Springfield Rein's (everyone working there seemed very normal and pleasant), didn't even let "Alone Again/Or" coming on the moment I got into my car throw me, but since getting back home everything's gone south in a pretty serious way- so irritated, upset and sad that I feel like I might puke.

It'll probably be better later, usually is. Not to discourage anybody from sending presents or anything.