rowr bazzle

I seem to be out of sorts today. Part of it has to do with the dream I had (which was a nightmare, but which wasn't quite bad enough to wake me up screaming and let me get rid of it), and part of it has to do with the fact that I've got things I want to do and things I should do, and I can't quite bring myself to do any of them. It's one of those cases where if I don't do the things I want to do, they'll sit there and bother me until I do them, and if I don't do the things I should do, I'll start to feel guilty and wind up with a stomachache. But for some reason, I can't bring myself to do any of those things, and what I'd really like is for all of them to be less urgent, or for somebody else to do them for me. (Neither of which things will happen, of course, so I had better stop messing about and get cracking on doing this stuff myself, but damn it, I don't want to.)

If the pet store hadn't closed over the winter, I would almost be in the mood to go get myself a goldfish so I would have something alive here to vent at.