(insert primal scream here)
Mar. 21st, 2006 03:15 pmNetwork outage that lasted until 11:30. Two meetings, at least one of which went way too longn and off-topic. Major technical issues that needed resolving. Lots of chatter from our own office's Loud Howard, making concentrating on anything nigh-impossible. Toss in way too little sleep, lots of stress, and what very well may be some form of low-grade depression. Yeah, this is one of those days I could do without, thank you very much. There is a limit to how much fucking lack of alone time any introvert can possibly take. There's a fucking limit to what people need to ask me to do. The next fucking person to ask me to do anything is going to suffer. A lot.
I've just scheduled tomorrow as a working-from-the-stacks day. I'm taking my laptop and not having any human contact for eight hours.
I've just scheduled tomorrow as a working-from-the-stacks day. I'm taking my laptop and not having any human contact for eight hours.
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Date: 2006-03-21 08:19 pm (UTC)Me, I think I need the Discworld, College of Magic, stacks at this point.
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Date: 2006-03-21 08:36 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-03-21 08:27 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-03-21 08:37 pm (UTC)No, I get it. Hugs tend to be one of the least stressy forms of human contact. :-)
*hugs*
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Date: 2006-03-21 11:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-03-22 09:48 am (UTC)i'm sorry your day was so stressful.
I'm also suffering from too little sleep, stress, and the depression.