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maybe it's because I've worked myself to death, or maybe its because I'm physically exhausted, but I've spent the past two days just sulking around. For no good reason it seems.

Christmas night, I had to work overnight. I ended up laying on the couch most of the night because I felt terrible. As soon as I got home, I went right to bed but I still felt like crap. I barely slept in at all, so when my editor and I finally went out for some errands, I was just mopey and tired. I felt bad because when I stopped in at my other job, they asked me if I wanted to work. I really want to help them out, but since yesterday was my only day off, I didn't.

we had lunch at an uber Americanized Japanese restaurant, which was ok at first, but I had to stop eating it because it was making me sick. We'll give it another try later, maybe when I'm not already sick.

my editor and I played games the rest of the night, we had a lot of fun too. I still don't feel well, but I'm stuck at work. I have to work my other job tomorrow and than I don't know what I'm doing. Then its more work! Yay.

I'll try to complain less.