Right now I am already exhausted, grumpy, tired, fucking pissed off, postictal and generally fuming whilst there is no specific target to fume AT.
I have a headache, I feel like my brain just got pulled out, covered in butter, tossed in a frying pan, fed to one of the rotting ambulant dead, shat out by same in a flurry of chunky diarrhea with hunks of rotting anal ring slopping about in it, and dumped back in my skull.
And to add to that my mother died (doesn't bother me, its good she is finally dead) but there is tons of stress with associated bollocks like the funeral to come (and LAST funeral I had to go to ended up with my getting such an awful case of food poisoning that I ended up in the ER, and ending up back in hospital the day after being discharged, where I collapsed in the toilets and honestly thought that very few minutes, that my ticket was getting punched and I was about to die. No exaggeration, no fucking joke, I thought I was going to die in that godsdamned bog cubicle, like a far lankier, stringier version of elvis without the massive drug habit.)
Oh and I've got a chemical burn on my thumb, I stepped in something viciously corrosive that ate a patch of skin and flesh about the diameter and length of a chicken egg off the sole, because due swelling and oedema I had no option but to work in the lab barefoot, must have spilled something, and something fucking nasty at that, either thionyl chloride, benzoyl chloride, propionyl chloride or very, very concentrated hydriodic acid. Also got phosphorus (red) ingrained as a stain on a bunch of my fingers, not painful, doesn't burn, nontoxic but bloody difficult to get out plus some unidentified black stains on one of my hands and brownish orange iodine stains on the other from having to move a large container full of iodine, Generally NOT a very happy bunny right now. More like a hot-cross-bun-ny that thinks oestara can go fuck itself in the ass this year.
And to cap it all off, I just went to use my e-fag, after examining the progress made on the alpha-chloromorphide front, but must have got some on my thumb/finger because I've got one seriously bitter, pretty nasty taste in my mouth now.