The phone has rung so many times I have literally given up getting stuff done, because every time I try to clear out my inbox a bit that’s when the damn thing rings again. Today I have dealt with shitty coworkers, students that want to use me as a verbal punching bag because they procrastinated and now don’t have what they need, and the continued complete and utter lack of anything resembling sunlight for approximately the fourth or fifth day in a row. I have fifteen minutes to freedom and then I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow to go and talk about possibly having surgery so my gallbladder stops trying to murder me and I’m nervous as hell about it because it’s a new doctor and because I’m so sick of having to do things that are painful and time-consuming just so my own body stops fucking rebelling against me. I really can’t wait to go home because dear gods I need to be distracted from the whole shitty situation and I’d really like to not have a crying fit at my desk. On top of all of that, I’m basically stalled when it comes to To the Upper Air because Chapter 15 is being a butt. On the plus side, though, chapter 2 of my next project is nearly finished.