for goodness' sake

I woke up this morning forty five minutes before my alarm and couldn't get back to sleep; my shirt has a big stain on it I didn't notice till I got to work; my stomach, for reasons unknown to me, appears to be in revolt; my mind keeps poking to me to write horrible pointless badfic; the workday's only halfway over.

*stabs Monday in the head*

If you comment with something to cheer me up, I'll give you a cookie. Or a pony. Or a tiara. Or a pony with a tiara eating a cookie.