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resurfacing, briefly and boringly
Jan. 11th, 2004 05:33 pmMaking a feeble pawing reaching-out motion in the general direction of my friends, and fandom generally ...
It's been a week. Nothing drastic or catastrophic going on, just pummelled with work busyness, and workplace interpersonal weirdness, and vicious cold weather in the early part of the week (northeastern US folks, my sympathies; what you're suffering is just what we had last Mon.-Wed.). Flat affect, general fatigue, total failure to engage in physical self-care or connection with other humans. Blah blah blah.
It is, however, nice to discover that the Joss Whedon commentary tracks on the Firefly DVDs are an excellent remedy for low mood and general crankiness.
I have spent the day shut up in my house, cranking out a thing for Flashfiction that, upon rereading, displeases me. Ah well. There's an additional week for this week's topic, so I may set it aside and look it over again when I'm in a less foul humor.
I don't know what's wrong with me -- well, I've just got a bout of the lost-at-sea unmoored existential drift, I guess, and if I were a normal sane human being I'd, like, call someone up on the phone, or at the very least hop on IRC, and reconnect with people. Instead, I go into LJ and blither solipsistically.
What I should do, since the new-possible-promotion-job is about to be posted, is square my shoulders and start updating my vita. But since that is one of thos massively depressing take me now, Lord kinds of tasks, I believe I shall refrain. I should also answer e-mail, package up an L.L.Bean shipment to return, vacuum, cook some food to see me through the week, and go to the gym. But I'm somehow not optimistic about any of those getting done this evening either. I may just listen to more Firefly commentary tracks.
It's been a week. Nothing drastic or catastrophic going on, just pummelled with work busyness, and workplace interpersonal weirdness, and vicious cold weather in the early part of the week (northeastern US folks, my sympathies; what you're suffering is just what we had last Mon.-Wed.). Flat affect, general fatigue, total failure to engage in physical self-care or connection with other humans. Blah blah blah.
It is, however, nice to discover that the Joss Whedon commentary tracks on the Firefly DVDs are an excellent remedy for low mood and general crankiness.
I have spent the day shut up in my house, cranking out a thing for Flashfiction that, upon rereading, displeases me. Ah well. There's an additional week for this week's topic, so I may set it aside and look it over again when I'm in a less foul humor.
I don't know what's wrong with me -- well, I've just got a bout of the lost-at-sea unmoored existential drift, I guess, and if I were a normal sane human being I'd, like, call someone up on the phone, or at the very least hop on IRC, and reconnect with people. Instead, I go into LJ and blither solipsistically.
What I should do, since the new-possible-promotion-job is about to be posted, is square my shoulders and start updating my vita. But since that is one of thos massively depressing take me now, Lord kinds of tasks, I believe I shall refrain. I should also answer e-mail, package up an L.L.Bean shipment to return, vacuum, cook some food to see me through the week, and go to the gym. But I'm somehow not optimistic about any of those getting done this evening either. I may just listen to more Firefly commentary tracks.