Normally I get this overwhelming 'life sucks and will never be good' feeling before I get my period, so I was totally unprepared for the unremitting misery of bad feeling I've had the past two days. Even my action/adventure dreams, which usually are fun and make me happy, have turned on me, providing me with a cool husband only to blow him up right in front of me in a freak tunnel explosion after a successful mission saving the world.
I don't think there's enough coffee in the world to salvage today. Currently, my best solution is to blast out my eardrums with very, very loud music, but in fifteen minutes I have to go play with the kiddies and I'm not sure exactly what survival technique to use at that point.
I don't think there's enough coffee in the world to salvage today. Currently, my best solution is to blast out my eardrums with very, very loud music, but in fifteen minutes I have to go play with the kiddies and I'm not sure exactly what survival technique to use at that point.
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Date: 2007-09-20 01:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-20 05:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-20 01:31 pm (UTC)That's how I got through tuesday - I was ambushed too.... good luck!
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Date: 2007-09-20 05:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-20 01:40 pm (UTC)*encouraging hugs*
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Date: 2007-09-20 05:50 pm (UTC)Parts of the dream were really fun, like the section when I was walking through some area with a sister and showing her all the wacky costumes everyone was wearing and explaining how it was just like Dragon*Con, only smaller (nicely sandwiched between thinking the husband was dead and finding out he was still alive, before later seeing him blown up - yep, that's right, he died not once, but twice).