Jan 28, 2009 15:45
I am disgruntled.
There is an imbalance in the force.
Which is a pretty way of saying work is fucked up and I'm nervous over nothing. But my body doesn't know that it's nothing, and the acid stomach and cramped muscles remain.
Many long and exagerated shouted FUCKS later and maybe a 'buttery nipple' I shall return to calm. In enough time to go to bed and sleep until I have to do it over again tomorrow.
*grumble*