I’ll be damned if I didn’t think I was going to make it through this winter without becoming filled with discontented rage as my peculiar form of SAD takes effect. The day started out with me getting completely ignored by the bus as it zoomed past its stop, and steadily disintegrated when I got to work to find a small shitpile of hate mail about the new county site; including one gem from a certain “important” resident of my neighborhood. After work, I decided to do my laundry and some dude zipped past me as I was loading it into my car and sprayed my laundry with filthy slush. I also realized that I have the equivalent of another full time job in volunteer work right now, so that I’m neglecting Tremonter and my personal site. Something has to give, and it won’t be me, dammit.