Why did I ever come back from vacation?

[chanaleh]

Exhausted. Heartsick. Sore. And also crampy (it's always intensified when I'm half a day late like this). Still so fucking jet-lagged that I can't fall asleep until 2:30am EDT, even though I'm tired by 10:30pm. Can't bear to tackle anything I should be doing here at work. Personal schedule swamped until, like, Monday. I need a competent backrub from some loving hands. Not likely to get *that* though. Or not sure I could accept it if I did get it. Which makes me feel even more sorry for myself. Whine, whine, whine.

Some good and heartwarming things did happen yesterday, but I'm not feeling terribly cheered by them at the moment. Still want to write about California and Oregon, too, but it's going to have to wait a while longer, I guess. :-/

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/me lovingly rubs Essence of Midol into chanaleh's back