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It is 2:25 on a Friday afternoon and can this day go by any more slowly, I don't think so. :'( I have made some truly apallingly stupid mistakes at work today, and I think only part of that is due to how sluggishly sleepy I am, in that sort of tired drag-down "I will close my eyes for just a moment WHOOPS it's an hour later." I keep making the most bizarre and unusual typos ever, in that--they're not even misspellings, but just. Completely different words than I meant to put down. Like my brain's skipped from one thing to another light-years away, and then I get snapped violently back into awareness of myself when I look back at what I've said and been like "..."
DON'T ASK ME HOW MANY TIMES I DID IT IN THAT LAST SENTENCE, it's an embarrassing confession. :x
I think what I need is a break, because there's labor day in three weeks-ish, but that is three weeks. ;A; And I need to save actual PTO for when
enough_space visits. There's also the fact that my word output has been dismal this week, because I rediscovered one of my favorite dinky flash games (Inspector Parker ;^;b) and have been playing that constantly when I get home from work. Not very conductive to any sort of words. Which sucks, because I WANT to do stuff, I just can't seem to shake off my fog and my exhaustion this week, and that is exactly what I have been afraid of. ;o; DAMN YOU, NEED FOR SLEEP!
Ugh, someone give me a direction to go. :( Otherwise I will drift listlessly through work and listlessly after work and leave Good Eats playing in the background as I do ahhhhhhhh.
It is 2:25 on a Friday afternoon and can this day go by any more slowly, I don't think so. :'( I have made some truly apallingly stupid mistakes at work today, and I think only part of that is due to how sluggishly sleepy I am, in that sort of tired drag-down "I will close my eyes for just a moment WHOOPS it's an hour later." I keep making the most bizarre and unusual typos ever, in that--they're not even misspellings, but just. Completely different words than I meant to put down. Like my brain's skipped from one thing to another light-years away, and then I get snapped violently back into awareness of myself when I look back at what I've said and been like "..."
DON'T ASK ME HOW MANY TIMES I DID IT IN THAT LAST SENTENCE, it's an embarrassing confession. :x
I think what I need is a break, because there's labor day in three weeks-ish, but that is three weeks. ;A; And I need to save actual PTO for when
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Ugh, someone give me a direction to go. :( Otherwise I will drift listlessly through work and listlessly after work and leave Good Eats playing in the background as I do ahhhhhhhh.