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My period is making me feel shitty.

Okay, I know I bisqued about work earlier, but it was actually a lot of fun. I am happy to be home and relax.

I'm starting to think that me feeling sick might actually be me getting sick rather than my period making me feel sick.

Sleepy, cold, cranky. Can't wait for it to be time to go home.

I'm super! Thanks for asking.


(And I shall be singing that now all day long!)

Slightly hungry, fairly smitten, a bit bored.

cold, and pissed off that no one has cleaned the house while I was at work. Stupid damn imaginary housemates!

Physically sore and mentally wobbly.

Now I'm sated, still smitten, and blissed.

Depressed. work from home friday is not as fun as I thought it was going to be.

Well, I was anxious most of the day because I was under some gnarly deadlines at work, but I finished what I needed to do with 22 minutes to spare, and now I am off work and on my way to trail run with a friend so I feel pretty good.

Happy. It might be the after dinner mug of coffee.

Itchy... And a bit horny.

this morning when I was flitting in and out of sleep (about an hour before my alarm went off) I found myself thinking "wow, how great is it that something as simple as closing your eyes again after waking up can feel this nice?"
that sort of set the tone of my day so yeah, pretty good.



(this is a nice thread.)

My brain keeps doing this thing where when I'm super stressed, it gives me an awesome dream. So I'm feeling pretty good from that, but dreading work, and getting a little pissy that no one in this house ever does the forking dishes. It's a balance.

Awesomely well after a strenuous climbing morning and shopping in the afternoon. My back hurts, but my mood is excellent.

I am a strange superposition of stupidly happy and also stressed.

Sad.

Loved.

I feel pretty and enthusiastic. I'm achieving things today.

Me too. I have my reasons, but also this drastic change in weather in our neck of the woods must be getting to me and everyone I know/work with, because there is just a general sadness everywhere I go.

Broken. Can't focus, can't stick on one emotion, can't decide what to do, can't even tell when my body is hungry/tired/etc.; have to just try to do everything my body requires to function on a timed basis so it gets done.

Sore! And unsatisfied. But happy!

Grand.

Mostly good but sad because it's gross outside and tomorrow brings in yet another long, school and work filled week.