I Got Better

I took the last half of the day off from work yesterday. This was apparently a good call since I was in a way better mood after dinner. I spent the rest of the evening reading the second Blue Beetle trade and the newest Star Trek book, as well as watching television (Heroes was been a little disappointing so far this season). Hopefully, I've the last of that state of mind for a while.

In other news, I've got rock practice tonight and tomorrow the new Radiohead album becomes available for download. Looks like Trent Reznor might be following in their footsteps. What will those poor record executives do now?

Same Deep Water As You

I'm in my second day of complete melancholia. It's been years since I've had a sustained episode like this. I'm not at hotline level and I don't fear that it'll get that bad, but I find it a bit unnerving. I try to be the "happy guy" most of the time; not in an annoying way (I hope) but I like to keep my friends and loved ones in good moods. Now, I sound like a effing teary clown painting. Erg.

I physically don't feel well either. But that's my fault. Too much "fun" on Saturday night, which was preceded by too many large ice lattes earlier in the day. Talk about a pendulum swing.

On the bright side, I get to go home to Allison and that's always a treat. I'm a lucky guy. Oh, and the cats. How can anybody not cheer up when faced those rolly-polly fur balls?