I was going to post some fluffy light-hearted thing today about it being the anniversary of three years blogging. Today though I don’t feel like a party.

I feel more like a silent, angry brood. I feel more like banging my head against a wall than like waving the big foam finger.

Why? Fuck if I know. Maybe I just slept wrong. Maybe I’m just grumpy ’cause it’s a holiday yet I’m working. Maybe I’m exhausted with other people’s problems.

Whatever.

This is the kind of day where i tend to take my blog down ’cause I’m generally so out of sorts it just makes me angry. So if this all goes away, you know why.

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EDIT:

I for some reason woke up in a total fuckin’ funk this morning. Dunno what’s up. I somehow managed to turn my day around a bit by just gettin’ outta work a little early for a change. So I’m not feeling anywhere near as sullen and I did this morning.

I would have deleted this entry if there were not already comments on it. But I’m nowhere near as crabby.