Man, I am all out of sorts. Anxiety levels are increased, and I'm really feeling it. Like, tachycardia, general unease and restlessness, all that stuff. Even a decrease in appetite, and I'm usually a hungry fool. I've got a call in to my doctor though. Despite wanting more hours at work, I'm kind of grateful for the downtime, just in case I need time off for new medication or something.
Brad has a stuffed Snorlax now.