kjpepper | Ugh

So I slept last night... but not well. Kept having bad dream after bad dream after bad dream. The most vivid was that a giant chthuloid was slowly eating our house. Now its progress was slow enough that you could run around, gather up the kitties and pack up the most important shit, but of course, me being me, I was stupid and kept putting it off so by the time I got up to my room a good chunk of my crap was already in the process of being gobbled up, and then when I came back downstairs everyone yelled at me for leaving it until the last minute as usual. And then we had to round up all the cats and of course Meara was missing and ugh. Just ugh. I should not wake up that scared and stressed, I get enough of that IRL.

Trying to decide if I should actually drag my carcass to work, considering I feel worse now that I got some sleep today than yesterday when I, well, didn't. The good news is that yesterday I actually put in a full workday, which never happens, the bad news is I didn't really make a dent in what i have to do. :( So say home, suck down Pepsi, and force myself to work? or go to actual work and spend six hours panicking and staring into cyberspace? decisions decisions...