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I don't feel the greatest: it's a little bit physical and a little bit emotional, and just a bunch of blerh. I think it started with the vague feeling of getting a migraine; mainly slight dizziness, a stiff neck, and just the other similar side effects. On top of those symptoms, I had a little bit of wine, which almost always leads to me feeling depressed (or at least it leaves open the possibility of it being triggered). I feel down, and depressed, and upset. I feel defeated and given up.

I worked today at 2pm, and woke up around 10am, later than I had wanted to. I don't even remember my alarm going off, but I suppose sleeping in on days where I work in the evening is better because I don't do very well when I have a lot of time before work I tend to freak the fuck out. I got up and had breakfast, and then lunch (a shitty Caesar salad) and drove to work with Bekki, stopping at Tim Horton's on the way.

Work was easy, as we got most of the work done the day before. I only worked for six hours and was off to home again.

So far since I got home, I watched some Futurama, completed Brothers in Arms: Earned In Blood for PC, listened to some Final Score, and had a bath. I don't have much to feel depressed about besides inside personal things, but I suppose that's the only thing people ever feel depressed about.

I work tomorrow at 8am until 2pm, and then I have Monday off, at which point I'm going to do everything I can to relax. Play games and enjoy myself and have fun and get into games and feel okay and not freak out about stupid random shit or feel sick to my stomach. Yeah, those are good goals right?

I've been watching Futurama and Deep Space Nine recently, and listening to Nirvana and Frog Pants podcasts.

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