This is a short and (unfortunately not publicy explicable) expression of RL *screaming* and frustration. As a charming side note, my body has decided that stress and fecundity belong in the same week.
Can this post get anymore obtuse?
On the (hopefully) brighter side, I finally get back to "work" tomorrow, which might be cold (as a result of comprising a large tin box) but will at least be more interesting.
ETA:
janne_d has reduced me to giggles with the animated bear hugging.