funk

Today is just one of those days. A "funk" day if you will. One of those days where everything you say comes out wrong. Where everything said to you takes on a meaning completely unrelated to the speaker's intent because you superimpose the funk that you're in onto everything going in and out of your consciousness. Which makes you even more defensive, which then makes everything come out even worse. UGH.
Unfortunately, the only way I know how to get out of one of htese funks is to go to sleep and that is just not an option right now. No, instead I get to go to the dentist. Yeah, because that will make things better...