Where's my rationality pill?

[bluechromis]

After getting to bed late because open office corrupted all of the equations in my lab report, and getting very little uninterrupted sleep last night, thanks to the endless aggressive snuggling and group gymnastics the cats subjected us to (they actually a) woke J up and b) drove him to the couch, which tells you exactly how bad they were), I woke up feeling like a used diaper. My day proceeded to get better when I went outside and discovered that my car window was smashed and the radio was gone (and yes, it's raining, whee). And finally, after getting to work and being insanely busy, I finally get a chance to run out to grab food, only to discover that the fuckers gave me PORK kung pao lettuce wraps instead of TOFU lettuce wraps, a discovery I made after swallowing a bite of course, so now I feel sick and can't get it out of my head. And I don't have time to run them back. All of this seems entirely insurmountable, though a small part of me knows it's the fatigue talking, so what I'd really like is a rationality pill that would remind me that the world is not ending (since a small, currently unused, part of my brain knows that), and at least keep me from breaking into tears in the bathroom when the toilet has been left clogged up. PEOPLE, ARE YOU FAMILIAR WITH THE CONCEPT OF A PLUNGER?! LEARN IT. KNOW IT. LOVE IT.

However, I'd like to note that J is the bestest ever for taking me to drop off my lab report before work, so that I didn't have to leave work early to drop it off after work, which would be a problem since I was getting to work late because of the busted window. Plus he didn't laugh at me when I started crying over-dramatically on the street. XOXO