The Facts of Life

Today was... not such a great day. I'm going to write things down in list form, because complete sentences just seem daunting right now. In parantheses, you will find the Protagitron Wellness Meter, describing my approximate level of emotional health, with matching colour schemes. Yes, I was inspired by those frightening terror alerts they broadcast in American airports. Crimson is the worst- a three valium day- and blue is the best. When I'm blue, I'm just high on life.

1. Job interview at 11:00 (-2)
2. I get the job*- in spite of nervousness and copious amounts of sweat. Yay! (58)
3. Presentation in class. Starts well in spite of nervousness and copious amount of sweat- a motif of the day (83)
4. Notice prof giving me the biggest wtf? look ever as she listens to my part (68)
5. Decide to stare her down. Advantage: Protagitron (78)
6. Go home to get blank check for job, food, rest (90)
7. See truly horrific photo of me posted on Facebook (68)
8. Descend into moodiness; phone parents (53)
9. FIND OUT MY GRANDFATHER DIED. (-47)
10. Still digesting news that my GRANDFATHER DIED, and I was calling my parents to bitch about my looks (-62)
11. Mood: very glum and tired- think of how sad my grandfather was for a large part of his life (-70)
12. Find out I will have to phone stupid telecom company (-75)
13. Can't even gather the energy to count out money for flour. (-77)
14. Decide that call can go to hell, or at least move to tomorrow (-67)
15. Cookie baking similarly postponed (-70)
16. Return to bookstore with employee forms (-65)
17. Proceed to make ass of self as I explain about the grandfather, babble on about family history, and look generally morose and distracted (-85)
18. Return home (-84)
19. Knock over drinking glass; break drinking glass (-87)
20. Call from Josh- argument over how to deal with politics in art raises spirit (-72)
21. Remember grandfather is dead (-92)
22. Call from Frances; spirits lifted with commiseration (-84)
23. Discover odd bug fiesta near ceiling light fixture- wtf? (-89)
24. Decide to go to bed, wait for life to begin anew tomorrow. (-85)

Maybe some other time, I'll write all about the background to this job, or why I have a phobia of telecom companies. I might even write about how my grandfather's death made me feel. Or not. This is hard, sometimes. And sleep is easy.