I am having one of Those Days.

You totally are.

I'm taking the next couple of days to do a mindfulness meditation course, and I'm just accepting that my inbox will explode.

One of the course instructors looks and sounds like Alexander Skarsgard, which is entertaining me.

Damn, Dana! That is Not A Good Day. May it make up for its awfulness of the morning by granting you a delightful evening.

Yay, people got back to me on 3 of 4 things. Moving forward..

Oh man, Dana, that's a lot of no fun.

I got the voicemail of the annoying author who I was supposed to call (which I understand -- he's a physician, busy day, etc.). But he hasn't called me back yet, and I just took the most powerful of my migraine drugs, so if he calls, I am going to be tripping balls. Wooooooo.

Just like the woman who called and said "I just took sleeping pills, let's make this quick." It wasn't quick, and she got very incoherent.

Wheeeee, tripping balls Teppy goes to the mat for edits! Bet now bet now bet now!

Meanwhile, today an IT guy said he was giving me a new password due to making a new laptop for me. Ok, I wrote it down. At some point today it would prompt for me to enter that. Ok. ...but apparently that prompt coincided with a massive VPN issue? So now I am utterly locked out of my computer and even email on my phone. Jesus.

Wheeeee, tripping balls Teppy goes to the mat for edits! Bet now bet now bet now!

Man, SERIOUSLY. I'm short-tempered because I'm still in pain, I'm annoyed because he thinks he's a special snowflake, and my Speak To Strangers Like I'm A Goddamn Professional filter may be eroding thanks to the drugs.

Awwwwww yeah.

"You know I have your address and can send someone to break your fingers, right?"

I'm pretty sure there are Buffistas in his city. Or near. (Though I wouldn't ask for finger-breaking to be carried out in my name; just some top-shelf intimidation.)