Shouldn't have burned the afternoon.

I meant to do this earlier.

I'm down in the terminal room, grading. Turing has Gaim... a Gaim which has absolutely no protocol plugins, so is worthless. Therefore I'm watching my email if you need to reach me.

deargodgetmeoutofhere

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Twice in three nights.

Maybe my memory is dull, but I don't know when the last time was that I was this far out of control. First Wednesday night, now tonight, I was minding my own business when Winamp played a song that just pushed me over, and I had to curl up on the couch and cry, until it released me.

I don't like this. I don't appreciate the feeling that I'm so out of sorts, so not myself, that I can hardly summon a happy thought.

Something needs to change. Something sudden, something drastic. If only I knew what.

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Into the blackest moods, anything can be a shining light.

I cleaned the cats' boxes. Meanwhile, there was a thundering herd of yowling, rampaging small children, stampeding up the stairs outside. As their cries of "MOOOOOMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" echoed through the door, I could definitely feel the thought that they're not mine.

I'm feeling better. But I still need a change.

Maybe I'll swoop a frosh?

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