happy to be back

sucks:

driving in to work. through a traffic jam, no less. should put my bike back together.

serious forearm knot. ow ow ow! suck!

depressing work environment.

gooey climate. guh!

letting mads convince me that getting on the plane with a hangover was a good idea.

most eminently does not suck:

sleeping in own bed!

sleeping with own husband!

own cat sleeping on own bare foot! mmm!

warm welcomes from friends (and friendly coworkers).

PEOPLE!

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grrrrrrhhhh. I find myself impatient today, unable to deal with people who talk over me, asking me questions and then not listening to my answers. Mrf.