Bitter determination

After the events of the past 24 hours I really REALLY want to shoot myself in the head.

Instead, I'm going to do the impossible and get all of my work on track, and become a emotional hermit for about a month.

Woo fucking hoo.

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I accomplished an assload at work (including fixing a few problems with my own computers).

I indulged in some sushi therapy, and chilling with Mathew. I feel that warm post sushi glow, but mostly in and around my stomach. The edges are still grey.

I offer my thanks to those who've lent me a shoulder to lean on today, and those who might just be wishing me well off-screen.

I have a feeling I'll pull through things, but it looks to be a jagged ride before it gets smoother.