I've been having the strangest stress dreams

And man, it doesn't matter how much/hard I sleep, I'm not rested.

I think part of it's the weather - it's in the mid-80s, it's humid, and it's oppressively heavy. I'd turn on the a/c but, well, it's December and damn, it's expensive.

I haven't gotten my shit together, xmas-wise. I'm beginning to think I won't even bother. Which isn't as depressing as it sounds, I don't think. It could possibly be freeing.

*leans and sighs*

The business is keeping me busier and busier and the writing is piling up on the back end and my day job is still utterly fubar and I'm whining again, which is bad for me, so I ought to stop, put my big girl panties on and go put gas in my car and head to work.

Working working lalala.