Crankiness abounds.

I'm tired, even though I got more than 8 hours of sleep last night. My ear hurts, which hasn't happened in a couple of months, at least. It's being aggravated by the cold air blowing on my head. My back hurts, my ankle hurts, I have this thing now in my arm which makes it hurt. No idea why, it just hurts.

If I'm still recovering from my hangover I'm really going to get upset. My girlfriend and I went out drinking on Saturday night. We didn't make the ULA meeting; she had to go into work for the day and spent the entire afternoon there due to some fuckup by one of the ingrates they call management at the place. But we had a good time where we ended up. It was nice to be somewhere with good jukeboxes and normal beer instead of the crap and swill they serve up around here, even though we had to drive over an hour to get there.

Then yesterday I sat around the house while she cleaned up and cooked. I was stupid and didn't wear my ankle cast when we went to the mall to get her glasses and contacts, and by the time we got home, all that I could do was sit in the chair with my foot elevated and feel like an asshole while she slaved. She made spaghetti and meatballs, which, despite the guilt in my belly, was fucking delicious.

I feel like I'm about 63 years old and was just in a traffic accident. My whole body is falling apart. I missed two doses now of my anti-depressant, and, based on my memories of what happens when that happens, that makes me a fucking idiot. I also haven't been taking my Celebrex, and the monkey on my desk is wearing a piece of Busbar on his head. The only explanation I have for that is that I put it there. He looks silly, but then again, he is a monkey, after all.

Maybe I should eat the Busbar. I probably should.

There are few things more horrible than an earache, and therefore I'm going to start to simply wallow in this pain. Thanks for your concern.


- posted by seanmh @ 2:02 PM