I feel crummy and I don't know why. I have things to do, even made a list. It's a reasonable, achievable list. I got some walking in today that I hadn't planned on because the fucking T prices went up and I didn't have enough money to take the bus back from therapy. I shouldn't whine; it's a nice day and only a couple miles and I had eaten and had my music going and exercise is good for me, blah blah. I need to clean my room, sweep the floors, record a book chapter, and make dinner. I don't want to do any of those things. Maybe a nap will help. Sylvan linked me to a very interesting article that basically says someone just made the long-term project I was planning to make when I got Super Programming Juju. I'm glad it exists, but I am jealous because I didn't get to invent it. My intestines have been having acute discomfort the last couple days. I'm not sure what that's about. At least it passes quickly (usually just as I get to the bathroom). I don't want to wear the CrankyPants. Maybe it's because my med schedule got fucked up yesterday; I forgot to take my afternoon med until 4ish, and stayed out late, forgetting to take my evening meds until 12:30am. Think I'm going to go take that nap. I have a date tonight and I don't want to be in this mood. ResetButton!
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