I started the workday in the office, but now I'm at home. I noticed that I was freaking out over things that didn't deserve it. My too slow work PC. Slow network conections. A guy having a loud teleconfererence. People talking loudly over cubicle walls. People sending me IMs while I was on the phone while I was reading emails. Because my left thumbnail was jagged. (Yes, even that!)
Much of this is anticipatory freaking out for the oral surgeon tomorrow. Keeps coming back to me.
I came home. I'm in the kitchen. Its quiet. Well, except for the large white thing that I can't remember the name of because I'm still stressed.
Getting better, though.
Refrigerator.
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