reheating leftovers

It's very chilsy in my livingroom. I'm feeling sad and shaky and stressed, which is not good. I'm all alone, and yet people are home. I've dealt with three mild to troublesome crisis situations tonight, which I guess means I'm together enough to be helpful.

I had a lovely and gigglesome slumber party with Matt last night followed by an eggs-benny-drunk afternoon watching much Buffy and feeling silly. Very nice.

I'm watching Childstar at the moment instead of doing any work. I guess that's okay.