Pressure, argh, damnit.
Jan. 10th, 2007 04:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valis2I have been flailing about for a couple days at this point. I am in extended flailing mode. Not in a good way, either.
I have so much to do. I would list it out here, but that would be depressing for me, and boring for you.
I am also feeling so totally cranky and angry about everything, which is not my normal state of affairs. I've broken out the chocolate I planned to take with me on the trip, so that should tell you something.
I leave Friday, will be gone for 32 days to AZ. I return for a week, then I go to FL. I return for a week, then I go on my long cross-country trip. Then I return for a week, and then go to LA (PR, hooray!), and then I'm home for a couple weeks, and then I go to WI for three weeks, and then I'm home, and then I go to Prophecy, and then...
...I fall face down on the bed and sleep.
I have so much to do before I go. I have done far less than I hoped.
On top of this, I really am not caring for the moody crap, nor am I appreciative of the sudden tremendous drop in fannish self-esteem I seem to be experiencing. grrr.
No commiseration necessary. I feel better just having snarked to the universe.
I have so much to do. I would list it out here, but that would be depressing for me, and boring for you.
I am also feeling so totally cranky and angry about everything, which is not my normal state of affairs. I've broken out the chocolate I planned to take with me on the trip, so that should tell you something.
I leave Friday, will be gone for 32 days to AZ. I return for a week, then I go to FL. I return for a week, then I go on my long cross-country trip. Then I return for a week, and then go to LA (PR, hooray!), and then I'm home for a couple weeks, and then I go to WI for three weeks, and then I'm home, and then I go to Prophecy, and then...
...I fall face down on the bed and sleep.
I have so much to do before I go. I have done far less than I hoped.
On top of this, I really am not caring for the moody crap, nor am I appreciative of the sudden tremendous drop in fannish self-esteem I seem to be experiencing. grrr.
No commiseration necessary. I feel better just having snarked to the universe.