So I'm feeling all angsty, as per usual. Last mile jitters make this a far more regular state of mind than is wholly necessary or desireable. Sitting here reading my comics when the kitten Austin acquired, whose food bowl is up on this desk, starts batting at the cursor on the screen. I feel a pang that even something that silly and amusing couldn't quite drag me out of the angst..
This is stupid. St. Johns Wort, here I come, cuz this mood ain't cool.
This is stupid. St. Johns Wort, here I come, cuz this mood ain't cool.