Hello. I am in a bad mood. My brother has just returned from work, and he is also in a bad mod. You know the Brady Bunch? We're the bad mood bunch.

I have the doctor's on Wednesday, which isn't nearly soon enough as far as my arms are concerned. And I'll talk to her about upping my dosage or something, because I know that's part of the problem. But not all of the problem. Perhaps I'm just looking for problems where there aren't any. I'm finding it very difficult to cope with that. This. Whatever

(but I'm fine really. Really really.)