Fried like a wonton

Didn't sleep well again last night--a series of different things woke me up repeatedly. So I'm pretty much not there mentally today...can't think, finding myself kinda shuffling instead of walking. And my mood is damned bad--having a lot of fatigue-influenced anger and down-ness. Whatever. There's a better word for it, but I'm just not thinking it at the moment. I know I don't tend to get enough sleep as is (5-6 hours when I need 8), but getting less than usual and having it be interrupted is messing me up, especially with it happening so many nights in a row now.

I'm supposed to see Michael tonight...but I just don't think I can deal with that. I'm having trouble just getting through work, even in just tinkering with email and lj, as it is. I want to go home, I want to have dinner, and I want to sleep until it hurts. I'm even having trouble working up enthusiasm for the fact that the package at the post office is probably my Kerochan cels from Japan...so I guess that's a major sign if anything that I need to recharge really, really badly.

Nngh...figures there'd be a departmental meeting today. Woo