Baaaaaaa!

Well, this is no good at all. In fact, it's bloody ridiculous. I have spent the last two hours wanting very much to crawl under my desk and hide there.

There's a mixer tonight! I can't be anti-social today! There's going to be like 50 people at this thing, and I'm going to have to interact with every single one of them. And my usual partner in crime at the check-in table won't be there. I had to get a sub.

Why couldn't I have wanted to hide yesterday? Or Tuesday? Tuesday would have been great! I had counseling. She would have helped. I guess I could call... But this is so lame! Gah. I need to either get over myself and call, or get over this rather persistent sadness and move on. Both options are easier said than done.

I keep catching myself clenching my jaw. My facial muscles have gotten quite a workout this week doing that.

Oh, what a day.

EDIT: I texted Counselor.