One of those days
Feb. 11th, 2005 10:09 amDepression sucks. I am not sure what's up, because nothing especially bad's happened, unless it's one of those death-of-a-thousand-cuts from a bunch of little stressors kinda days. Hub and I got into a completely pointless argument last night about Sheena's charity of all things, and I just spiraled down from there. Went to bed depressed, woke up depressed. I want to go home. I think I read too many stories of people's cats dying yesterday; that always gets to me. It's ironic because my poll had half the people saying I was more cat-like than any other animal, which I would never have guessed. Maybe it's not ironic; I could never figure that out. I just want to curl up in a ball and cover my nose with my tail.
*sniff*
*sniff*