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thar she blows ...
... bad mood, ahoy! screw the horizon, this one's right on top of us!
so today started out better than yesterday, but after 13 hours at work and a ride home with the world's (second-)dumbest cab driver, my cheeriness is shot to hell. tiny little things that would normally just be irritating are really pissing me off. to wit: forgetting what, besides good omens, i intended to pick up the next time i have the chance to go to a bookstore. the fact that i am entirely without ideas for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
remus_remix, and a week and a half remains to turn someone's drabble into something Cool. the fact that i can't, in good conscience, work on anything else as long as the remus/remix remains outstanding. ordinary human drama that approximately four people know exactly what i mean and nobody else wants to fucking hear about anyway. this JOB that i didn't care about then, don't care about now, and would quite happily walk away from for the remainder of the summer until i go back to school, were it not for expenses like, you know, rent. the fact that no matter how good my intentions, they're not enough to make my apartment tidy. or, you know, to get the boxes packed.
rationally, i know that this is due in part to the aforementioned 13-hour day (complete with unhelpful helpdesk staffers) and idiot cab driver, and in part to (you guessed it) hormones. i'm sure it also has to do with the post-event letdown that's inevitable after a wedding, particularly the wedding of a sibling, particularly of a younger sibling. and also the impending move Far Far Away. and also the fact, harder and harder to ignore, of my grandparents' imminent mortality. these last are all functions of how much i love my family, and how little anything will ever be how it was, etc., etc.
you know something? self-awareness fucking sucks. if i'm going to be unhappy and unable to do anything about it, i'd much rather not know why, thanksverymuch.
so. with the understanding that none of you can do much, if anything, about any of the above -- though if you can, viz. with respect to the human drama, please for god's sake do; if it is in your power to keep shit away from me, keep it away from me with all convenient zeal -- i would like as many of you as possible to write or recommend things that will cheer me up.
i don't need fluff. it's nice, and i like it fine, but if it's not what comes to you, that's okay too. beat the living crap out of someone if you want; that'll make me smile, too -- as long as it's not me.
so today started out better than yesterday, but after 13 hours at work and a ride home with the world's (second-)dumbest cab driver, my cheeriness is shot to hell. tiny little things that would normally just be irritating are really pissing me off. to wit: forgetting what, besides good omens, i intended to pick up the next time i have the chance to go to a bookstore. the fact that i am entirely without ideas for
remus_remix, and a week and a half remains to turn someone's drabble into something Cool. the fact that i can't, in good conscience, work on anything else as long as the remus/remix remains outstanding. ordinary human drama that approximately four people know exactly what i mean and nobody else wants to fucking hear about anyway. this JOB that i didn't care about then, don't care about now, and would quite happily walk away from for the remainder of the summer until i go back to school, were it not for expenses like, you know, rent. the fact that no matter how good my intentions, they're not enough to make my apartment tidy. or, you know, to get the boxes packed.rationally, i know that this is due in part to the aforementioned 13-hour day (complete with unhelpful helpdesk staffers) and idiot cab driver, and in part to (you guessed it) hormones. i'm sure it also has to do with the post-event letdown that's inevitable after a wedding, particularly the wedding of a sibling, particularly of a younger sibling. and also the impending move Far Far Away. and also the fact, harder and harder to ignore, of my grandparents' imminent mortality. these last are all functions of how much i love my family, and how little anything will ever be how it was, etc., etc.
you know something? self-awareness fucking sucks. if i'm going to be unhappy and unable to do anything about it, i'd much rather not know why, thanksverymuch.
so. with the understanding that none of you can do much, if anything, about any of the above -- though if you can, viz. with respect to the human drama, please for god's sake do; if it is in your power to keep shit away from me, keep it away from me with all convenient zeal -- i would like as many of you as possible to write or recommend things that will cheer me up.
i don't need fluff. it's nice, and i like it fine, but if it's not what comes to you, that's okay too. beat the living crap out of someone if you want; that'll make me smile, too -- as long as it's not me.
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Good Omens alone ought to be enough to lift your spirits considerably.
Feel better.
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