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I haven't been sleeping well.

This is evidenced my my anxiety extreme yesterday. When I don't get enough sleep, I can't really concentrate well enough to form a coherent plan all the time. This leads to me having a constant vaguely displeasing feeling of not knowing what is going on and not really being in control. Which means I get anxious.

This particular brand of aniety can manifest itself in a number of different, but related, ways. For example, I have problems sitting still. I also have problems being in public places surrounded by a lot of people, because it ups everything to the nth degree. It makes everything seem dramatic and life changing even if it's as simple as getting tea.

I get an anxious stomach too. No, that doesn't mean I poo all over the place or vomit in shivering rage, but it does mean that I can't tell half the time if my stomach is a bit upset and acidic or if I'm hungry. It's a weird blend of the two.

It also makes me quite a bit cranky, which I think happens to a lot of people on not enough sleep.

On the bright side, I don't have any more Scheduled Work between now and next week Friday, which will afford me the option of staying up late and being productive and then sleeping in the next day. (As an aside, I'd like to note that you never really realize how commonly used the "x" key is until you ned to hit it three times for it to register. Dear PB, I've been bad to you.)

And on the brighter side, I'm pretty sure that after today, things will be way under control. We are starting our controlled descent and by this time tomorrow, everything should be totally airwolf.

I should probably cut back on the late nite stimulants while I'm at it.

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Considering the above sentence, it seems a bit soon to say this, but I bought some minty green tea at the grocer's last night and it is fucking awesome.