Why is it that when I least want to be at work, things go the most wrong, the most drastically? Does my mood affect the machinery?
I really don't want to be here today, but being at home wouldn't be an improvement, so calling in sick wouldn't have been an option. I have to take some holiday soon - June seems such a long time ago.
There have been some good things about today though, such as email messages from friends and maybe-about-to-be-friends. I'm not feeling miserable, just a bit tired and tetchy, frustrated because I can't sort out this computer problem and the usual general restlessness and discontent. Nothing time, rest and change won't cure.