Zzzzz.

Long-ass day. Long-ass day that ends with me feeling fairly unpleasant, for no real reason except... it's been a long-ass day. Up at seven to assist Amber in taking her car to the shop, after having slept fairly poorly. I think I've reached that point in weariness where tiny, minor things become incredibly annoying... like, unacceptably so. The angle of my keyboard is seriously pissing me off right now, which I suspect is as valid a reason as any to suggest that the remainder of my evening be cut short.

I'm happy to be able to recognize such grumpiness in myself, for what it's worth, before I actually snap my keyboard in half in a sleepy-time rage.