Grumpy grump grump

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I'm CROSS. I'm just disgruntled and pissed off and out of sorts and in a black mood. Don't get in my way, because I'm not in any mood to be patient or sweet or forgiving. I'm sick of being taken for granted and walked all over and being asked for advice ALL THE TIME and never being given any credit for it and ignored and disrespected and pushed around. And that goes for colleagues and students and dogs and neighbours and bloody well anyone who's likely to cross my path.

So there.

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Rave on! (Hoping I'm not on the list, come to think of it . . .)

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Just watch out, that's all... (no, not really - I think you're safe)

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Some days are the kind of days when you are tiredly riding the escalator and the person in front of you steps off and then stops for no apparent reason so that you can't get off and a terrible human pile-up is about to take place and you must be as strong as a long-locked Samson to keep from kicking that clueless loser as hard as you can squarely in the butt.

Feeling sort of like that?

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Yeah... and other stuff. Complicated. Going from feeling like I want to cry to feeling like I want to hit someone. And back again. And I seem to have left my sense of humour somewhere back last November.

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Well, does it help to remember that soon you'll be able to sing about Paris in the Springtime?

Must get some sleep. Just finished the day's work!

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You have no idea how desperately I'm holding onto the idea of Paris right now. In some ways, perhaps it's almost too much of a distraction...