Irrationality is both the bane and joy of my existence.

I really, really want school to start. I am absolutely sick and tired of this job - of sitting here, bored, reading or chatting on AIM because there's nothing to do. I could be at home, doing all the chores I need to do and am energized to do in the morning (and not at night after a full day of tedium), or in the library with books spread about comfortably instead of in tight piles without space. And I just want to be back in classes and Risley and my normal brain. Knowing that I'll be moving in ten days just leaves me restless. Let's make it RisOC week already.

I should start packing. That would be comforting, I think. (Except, wait - I'm stuck here in Uris all day! Unable to do anything like packing, cooking up food so that it gets eaten before I move, laundry, etc.! Oh! Failure!)

I'm just cranky and complaining. I'll shut up now.

Edit: Cute Overload is definitely good to cheer yourself up with.