cheese grater

Ever have one of those times where it literally feels like your skin is super sensitive and the world in general is just *grating* on it? It's almost a skin-crawling physical sensation. Work grates--the construction noise, my supervisor being himself, the admin office, the administration in general (they're so "Big picture" that they're blowing off any details it takes to get to said big picture. Step 1: Find underpants Step 2: ??? Step 3: Profit! sort of thing)(also, they're taking the hard way in every step of this renovation so far, it's chaotic and terribly FUBAR), finally catching up and thus back to the boring projects. Guild grates (but huh, someone took GM off my hands, guess that's ok). Game grates (like 3 hours to put together a group, and two of them talked down to me like I was a mouth-breathing five-year-old the entire damned run, and it went so badly). And looked like maybe there was a chance I'd get to write for that one springkink prompt after all, but I think that's turned out to be a no go.

So been kind of hiding/being closed-off. Sorry if I owe an email or such. Tired and kinda drained, wish I'd sleep 'til 5:30 and quit waking up at 4:30. Also is that sorta time where I feel a sort of heightened anxiety, temper goes hair-trigger and overreacting, and am down/weepy. Thrillominute, amirite?

Other people get cool dreams. I get fragments of WoW, like pvp-ing in Nagrand (and failing at it).