I'm having one of those days. I feel like I'm annoying the crap out of everyone, and I can't stop. Please don't confirm or deny; I'm not looking for reassurance or admonishment or anything. I just felt like writing down how I feel. I'm depressed. Nothing happened. Nothing's wrong. By all accounts, everything's just the same as it was and as it's always been. I even hit a new low weight this morning. I just don't care. I'm all blah and meh, and I don't want to bother anybody. I feel like such a nuisance today. It's a shitty feeling, deserved or not. I hate days like this. I hate myself on days like this.
The good stuff: I got my 80stees.com swag today. I'm now the proud owner of a hot Muppet Show belt and a cute CareBear hoodie ... with ears. (I love those damn ears!) Further, I played DDR tonight through all the meh and blah. Kick the Can on heavy is my bitch! I seem always to get AA* on it now. Sure, it's the easiest hard song there is, but I still own it. That feels a little good. I'm half OK at a thing, a physical thing at that!
So that's today. Hell with it. I'm going to bed; maybe tomorrow will be better. Not that today was bad... Maybe I'll be better tomorrow. Indeed.