Everything went shit today, yesterday and the day before. The most shit, however, was today. I am hoping that tomorrow will be better. I went home crying at lunch, watched Days of Our Lives, and spent the afternoon doing stuff with my hands (cleaning a peristaltic pump, setting up connectors, attaching bits of silicone tubing together) and manual labour (moving the decade-old notes of the head of the deparment from shelves to filing cabinents and boxes) which helped.
Mars angers me. Which is ironic.
When Mars and Luna both start pulling their shit on me, things get interesting. In the Chinese sense.