I give up.
The RAID5 has crashed, taking all my anime and mythbusters and other tv shows, and I think my elibrary, with it. And several of my movies. I /still/ feel like crap — have barely moved from the couch all day — from the tooth extraction, when I was sure I’d be feeling better by now. We’re smacking against the comcast download cap AGAIN. I still don’t have a job, despite getting several recruiter calls, and neither does my husband, despite several ‘sure things’. My Nook is still missing, and because of the pain drugs I’m on, I can’t drive, so I can’t go to dad’s house and look for it again. Even though he gave me my Christmas present, there was hardly anything AT the gem show I wanted, so I barely spent any money and feel vaguely cheated; I have no idea what to get him for Christmas. The house is untidy, and I hate that. I haven’t even so much as showered today.
I’d like to dump a lot of this frustration via Summer, but I don’t want to get griped at for, well, anything.
I’m just going to be over here crying, okay.