I feel like I should go to the gym, but also feel like I should stay in my jammies and be sad.

I really don't want to be at work but I want to get something done for a client that's on somewhat of a deadline. So if I can manage to stay productive I'll stay at work.

Last night was the first night in years that I slept the entire night without waking up. I also overslept, which meant spending ten minutes de-icing my car again.

Yeah, JZ, I've been thinking about how much harder this is likely to be for our community for having gone through that.

I'm on sabbatical so I don't technically have to work, although there is stuff that needs done and class work and whatnot, but I'm torn between wanting to do all the things and wanting to crawl right back into bed. Right now I'm just sitting with my coffee staring out at the snow.

AAAND I'm torn between wanting to be here every second and kinda not being able to handle being here. Or on Facebook. Or in the world.

Almost (I won't) want to send a message to the ahole formerly known as Gus so he can see what someone you know online dying does to a person and a community so he can feel ashamed of himself.

But that's my anger part I think. My tired part kicks my anger part and says no way, my cynical part says probably lurking anyway.

I'm torn between wanting to be here every second and kinda not being able to handle being here. Or on Facebook. Or in the world.

Yep, totally. I spent all day yesterday closing tabs so I could focus on work and then frantically opening them again because I didn't want to be alone.

I had that same thought, Plei.

I don't know how many people have seen this but in honor of ita's links:

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AAAND I'm torn between wanting to be here every second and kinda not being able to handle being here. Or on Facebook. Or in the world.

Yep.

BTW, I hit something in the BRQG that stopped me cold for a while. So if you are Buff Diving, there are dragons in there.

I am contrariwise feeling more forgiving towards Gus, because I would be so happy if this was somehow an elaborate hoax.

Work, right, I should be doing that. 3 things I gotta do. Wait I did one. Two things I gotta do.

Cash, I saw that on a secret FB group I'm part of (ita would have LOVED it--the group, that is, though maybe that song), and wow.

Possibly more WTF than the RectoFlute.

I haven't posted about it on Facebook. Everybody I know there who needs to know already knows. Those who don't, I kind of don't want to share it with them.

Mostly, I try to think of what I might say, and nothing comes.