The weather was beautiful today. If summer was like this more often, I wouldn't get seasonal affective disorder. Doesn't make me any less tired, but at least I'm tired and comfortable.
Gaming is eating my brain. I think that's related to the job (and everything else my brain wants to get away from). I keep being torn from one idea to the next, not happy with any of them, but more interested in all of them than I am in anything else.
I need to go to bed. But that requires standing up, and I really don't want to do that right now.
Being a sociable introvert is weird. I do get lonesome, almost everyone does. But then actually being around people wears me out. I was feeling distinctly grouchy online tonight (although I managed to keep from taking it out on anybody else, mainly by keeping my mouth shut unless absolutely necessary), but I still joined a 12-person raid in LotRO.
After all that sympathy I had for Dasher this morning, he was a brat all evening. There's a lesson to be found there somewhere, but I don't know what it is.
There's more percolating inside my brain, but most of it is inconsequential and none of it is very coherent. I guess I'll force myself to stand up and go to bed.
G'nite everybody. Let's hope sleep will fix it.