I went to the doctor for help with the migraine. After I got a shot for the pain, and while I was waiting to see if there were any deadly side effects, I checked my phone to discover that large amounts of shit hit the fan yesterday at work.

So now I'm working.

Like, "don't answer the phone if a reporter calls you" bad shit.

I am mind-crushingly depressed. I think it's due to all the cold medicine and will pass, but my mind is just drowning in hopeless/worthless stew. I hate being unable to reason out of chemical issues. It feels very unfair.

Ugh, sorry, Dana.

Yuck Dana. And Yuck Allyson. Hope tomorrow is better for both of you.

Ugh, Dana. I hope the work is quick and the migraine is gone.

Don't some places have Halloween festivities on Saturday if the actual day falls on a Sunday?

I meant to do lots of stuff today, but instead I took a very long nap, so now I am trying to do some of it now.

Oh Dana!

There was a fair number of people in Halloween costumes on the bus today, so I do think there are festivities today.

I am listening to a fayjay read arthur/eames podfic. But since I have never seen inception, I am picture Arthur from the BBC Merlin, and Eames from L&O: CI.

I am fighting a bit of a headache, and trying to decide what the heck to wear to a party tonight. But at least I finally have a party to go to (though it's thrown by the smelly hippies, so we'll see how long I last, I always feel madly out of place). (Costume choices include a boyscout shirt, but nothing else that makes it costumey, or devil horns, but no idea what to wear with that...)

Sheesh, Dana. Do not explode while Dana's brain is trying to escape, work!

Ugh, Allyson, I hate that for you.

Blargh, meara! Leave Buffistas alone, universe! My experience with smelly hippies is that they don't really care about how you look. Smelly hippies are awesome.

Costume choices include a boyscout shirt

You could be the kid from Up, whose name is escaping me.