Got a speeding ticket on the way to work this morning. Which I deserved -- it's not like they're arbitrarily handed out, and I drive way too fast every day.

So, given that I deserved it, I didn't really have any right to completely lose my shit, but I did. Not at the nice policeman (no, he really was nice). But I was 2 exits from work, and so as soon as I drove away, I lost my shit totally. Which makes for really safe driving. And when I got to work, I had to sit in my car in the parking garage (in a way back corner where no one goes) for about half an hour before I was even remotely calm enough to go inside. Although my eyes were still red and puffy and it was obvious I was not calm.

The ticket is totally my fault, and I deserved it. But it's just the last goddamn straw and I just want to give up. (NOT in a Sylvia Plath way; just in a hermit way.) I just want to go home and go back to bed for a year. Everything is bad.

Oh god, please no brackety hugs and shit. SERIOUSLY.

Teppy, I want to crawl into bed and hide under the covers for a day, myself.

I also drive WAY TOO fast and am pushing my luck on a speeding ticket.

I also drive WAY TOO fast and am pushing my luck on a speeding ticket.

It's a numbers game with me -- not IF, but WHEN I'll get a ticket. I'm actually surprised that I don't get stopped more often. (This is the first ticket in a couple-few years.)

Seeing those flashing lights in your mirrors causes anxiety that is disproportionate to the speeding sin, so it's understandable that it wrecked you for a while, Steph.

While you didn't scream at the officer, I came in this morning to find out that one of the professors did scream at our student workers last night (for something not their fault) and she's totally being a shit about it this morning.

What went wrong? A link to a web page wouldn't work last night and she totally flipped out.

Teppy, I'm sorry. No hugs, but I will say that it is totally understandable. You've had a lot going on, and being pulled over by a cop for any reason (deserved or not) is always traumatic imho.

Can I have a little bit of job~ma for TCG? I don't want to take it from people that are out of work, but he is applying for a job this week that would definitely be a step up toward what he really wants to be doing and the commute would be SO much better.

I had weird dreams last night and woke up going, "Oh, god, no, please, I want to sleep." Not the way a season should start. Fall's my favorite season, and it's let me down. Perhaps it will be all good from here.

Certainly--job~ma to TCG!

Steph, I'm sorry you got pulled this morning. It's definitely something that can ruin your morning, but I hope the rest of the day goes better.

Get-through-the-day~ma, Tep

Job~ma for TCG

Ugh, I have flipped my shit about tickets FOR SURE. All that guilt adrenalin just bites.

Back from gym. I have not been in one in....seriously. I can't remember. 2004?

I remember liking the elliptical a lot, but now that have TV with cable on each one! And heart monitors on the handles. Neato.

I also got rid of the very last of all the glass recycling the ex left in the yard for us (thanks, Ms. I Am So Eco, I Bleed Green - pfft on you. And I'm gonna wash the dog, then eat some leftover pot roast. Yummy.