Ring down the damn curtain already
Jan. 23rd, 2006 01:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kjpepperbah. I hate depressed days. Not so much cause they suck, cause that's a given. It's more that they make me feel somehow like my life has been unconsensually turned into some ridiculous Wagnerian melodrama, complete with recitative, mournful, yet heroic ballet, overwraught score, and interminable runtime. And I am the doomed heroine, it's opening night, and I've just realized that I have utterly no operatic training whatsoever. Since last I checked I hadn't magically been turned into Christine Daae, this actually is a bad thing.
On top of this I again don't feel well. I've been plagued with dizzy spells, headaches, and a general feeling of bleh since Friday, and I'm getting royally sick of it. I've been sleeping quite a bit as a result, and going to work tomorrow is a less than thrilling idea, but oh well.
*sigh* I'm fine, this too shall pass, whatever.
On top of this I again don't feel well. I've been plagued with dizzy spells, headaches, and a general feeling of bleh since Friday, and I'm getting royally sick of it. I've been sleeping quite a bit as a result, and going to work tomorrow is a less than thrilling idea, but oh well.
*sigh* I'm fine, this too shall pass, whatever.
