sessifet | The one where I don't want to and I'm not going to and you can't make me

I've got a bunch of hormones doing the samba in my brain, making me susceptible to grumpiness anyway. I did not have a good night's sleep at all. The sky outside is grey. My coffee maker is widdling on the kitchen worktop. I cracked my head on the pointy end of one of the kitchen cupboard doors and thus got to spend a minor eternity in the company of the God of Pain.

These are all first world problems, I know, but today they're enough to make me throw in the towel before I've even started my day.

So today, I'm not going to. So there.