faded dreams and blue jeans

I'm not bitching, much, but my god this place is sucking the life out of me! The job itself is fine, but the atmosphere here is like being in a room with the gravity turned up to twice human tolerance levels. Certain people seem to take great delight in making everyone else feel bad about themselves - I guess it's partly because the only way they can look good is if everyone else is made to look bad.

Just posted WaDaDM to INAP and ff.net as well as on here - I'm feeling pretty good about that story to be honest, it's gotten back into my system now which is a good thing I think!

Now if only I could get Crimson Regret to write itself...

I also have a bad headache this morning, the flourescent lights are driving sharp stakes into my brain, or perhaps it's the freshly installed WiFi network right above my desk, and I don't have my keys for my desk drawers which contain the only source of painkillers I have at the moment. Joy.

So, weird mix of feeling down, optimistic and headachey - maybe that multiple personality thing is finally kicking in....

Just got back from lunch, a shortened one today, and I'd forgotten what I'd thrown in my bag earlier - a big tub of humous. *g*

So since the bosses were annoying me earlier, I'm leaving the tub open in my bag for a little while just to annoy them...