If you want to get some idea of how “out of it” I was yesterday‒in case the mere body of yesterday’s post does not suffice‒consider this:  Yesterday’s altered Shakespeare quote (a thing I do on Thursday blog posts) was one I had used before, back in March of 2023.  WordPress let me know this by giving me their tongue in cheek “Groundhog’s Day” award, which is pretty funny, I have to admit.

It’s also quite frustrating, though, because I tend to search through my old blog titles before choosing a new one, just to avoid such a thing, and I thought I had done so yesterday.  Evidently, I did not.

It’s slightly ironic, because the title of a post from earlier this week was a quote from No Surprises, and I definitely checked that one, because I felt almost sure that I must have used it before.  It’s one of my favorite songs and expresses a sentiments that resonate strongly with me (as I say in the description of my own cover of it, No Surprises is practically my theme song).  But no, I seem not to have used it previously, at least not in that exact form.

Somehow, though, I thought I had never used the quote from yesterday, despite the fact that it was a glaringly obvious one.  I did think I had checked‒though I would not bet any serious money on the fact‒because I nearly always check.  I also remember thinking to myself something along the lines of “Wow, I can’t believe I’ve never used this quote before!”

And I should not have believed that, it turns out.  I suppose, as flubs go, this is a pretty inconsequential one; it feels worse to me than it probably seems to any of you.

I also feel more groggy and out of it today even than I did yesterday, so I worry about how incoherent this post is going to be.  It probably doesn’t matter much to anyone but me, but I have difficulty simply dismissing the worry.

I’m also making a lot more typos than usual; I even made an error initially typing the word “typos” just now.  How recursive:  an error in writing the description of writing errors!

Well, whatever the case, I am really going to try to keep this fairly short today, because I really am exhausted.  Yesterday was an unusually bad day for me because of pain, and because I had to ease down on some of my medicine for pain because of the side-effects I’ve been experiencing.  I also almost threw up on the train while heading back to the house yesterday, probably because I took more aspirin than usual to compensate for less of my usual longer-acting NSAID.  So, I’m not feeling very good nor very energetic today.

Of course, I do have to go to work tomorrow, so I guess I’ll be writing a post then.  I suppose you can…what, take that as a…comfort?  Though, to be fair, people rarely find my writing comforting.  I guess, really, people rarely find my writing anything, because people rarely find my writing.

Anyway, I feel pretty crappy, and I’m so tired of nearly always feeling crappy, at least to some degree.  I just want to be able to sleep until I feel rested, or forever, whichever comes first.  I don’t have high hopes for the first outcome, but I guess it is physically possible.  Otherwise, though, I am just so tired of being in pain, and there are no real other consistent facts to my life (other than trivial things).

I am alone here, and yes, I am lonely.  But I also know that I am terribly unpleasant to “be around”, even at work, because I am almost always grumpy.  I didn’t used to be that way; at least, I don’t remember being grumpy as a general tendency.  I remember being pretty upbeat most of the time, except when I was in the throes of some particularly bad turn of my dysthymia.  Even then, I tried to stay pleasant for other people as best I could.

With that in mind as today’s goal, I will stop this now.  I hope you all have very good days.  It would make me feel at least a little bit better.