brain day and the badness thereof
Yeah, this is neurochemical all right. Can't quite get my brain to churn out complete paragraphs at work. Policing myself real bad for awkward behavior. Can't find any video or audio that engages my interest while I work.
And here's the clincher: there's this Vic Tayback lookin' motherfucker sitting next to me at the cafe, doing some kind of Responsible Adult Business Transaction in my sacred place, and my hindbrain has decided it ABSOLUTELY HATES HIM FOR IT.