Gloom and doom.

Right, this post is going to be whiny and self-obsessed. There. Now, if you continue reading, you can't say I didn't warn you.

* Work is sucking most dramatically. I have a huge project which I hoped to have finished by tomorrow. It's taken me months. Today, as I finished up the final few details, I received word from the overseers that there's a whole bunch of stuff they want me to change. I have a pile of backed-up work two feet high on my desk, and I am currently sharing an office with a man who has to be shown how to double click, how to scroll, how to save a bloody document, despite having worked with computers for ten years. And once I got him to double click, GOOD GOD! He does it all the time. I can feel my eye twitching every time I hear that little 'tictic' noise. Ironic, the noise is. Plus he sings, he asks me questions about things that he's thinking of, without telling me what it is that he's talking about, he has a constant monologue about what he's doing...

*My back has gone again. It hurts to sit up, but it's going to hurt a lot more when I lie down. Lookin' forward to that!

* My mood is steadily slumping. I'm on a downswing, and I can actually feel myself getting grumpier and more self-loathing by the hour. I'll probably go home and take it out on Matt, and then hate myself even more. Deservedly.


Here. Don't say I never give you anything.