Ugh, Steph. Fucking Mercury in retrograde (hey, I don't really believe it, but it's more fun to have something to blame).

Shir, definitely have a biscuit. With butter on it. It's hard to tell from the article exactly what New Orleans-style food they are serving there.

Debating whether to go in to work or not. Finally got to sleep around three am. The pain is better but I'm feeling... antsy. On the edge of a panic attack. Not sure if it's left over from the Flexeril or what. Can't so much afford to stay home, don't want to reinjure myself at work or have a full-blown attack there.

smonster, can you go in but leave if you need to? Or is leaving hard, given the nature of your work?

Thanks for the tip, smonster. And I'm sorry you're not feeling well, but I don't have any advice.

I wish you had a better healthcare system (and a universal one), American buffistas. I really do.

I've just decided to stay home. That will get me to the weekend to have more time to recover. If I can borrow a roommate's computer, I can maybe do some admin work.

Okay. I booked a rental car for tomorrow, so I can take my car in to get the a/c fixed. The mechanic thinks they should be able to fix it in one day, assuming there isn't something horrifically wrong. (I wouldn't ordinarily rent a car -- I would just sit around the house all day, which I have no problem with -- but I already had 2 appointments scheduled for tomorrow, and I guess I could have re-scheduled them, but trying to juggle too many things right now is not humanly possible for me. And yes, re-scheduling things at the last minute is, at this point, too damn stressful for me.)

All digits are crossed that the a/c can get fixed in one day (and not horribly expensively would be such a damn bonus).

Now I need to clean out/pack up my desk. I've waited until today to do it, because I just needed things to look as normal as possible all week.

rescheduling drives me bugfuck - so I get it

For your entertainment: dueling Tesla coils.

Today feels so weird. We've known it was coming, and here it is, and I feel like I'm watching it from outside myself.

I sure as shit hope my wedding day doesn't feel like this. (I obviously get the massive differences: layoff bad; wedding good. But the similarity is in the Very Big Life-Changing Event that I know is coming, have known is coming for quite a while. When the day arrives, will I feel like I do today, all detached, like I'm watching from outside myself? I hope to God not.)

I was worried I'd feel like that on my wedding day, Steph, but I totally didn't. Good luck getting through today!

This is all the stuff I'm taking home (unless they have a secret pony waiting for me that I don't know about): [link] After 18 years, 2 bags and one small box for my toys. t edit And my Avengers cup, which I am currently using and therefore cannot pack until I leave for good.