One of those moods.

Yeah, I’m in one of those moods today.  One of those, “I cannot deal with other people’s stupid issues today” moods.  One of those, “I need loud music to drown out my thoughts” kinds of moods.  One of those, “I need sing at the top of your lungs music – think Hero/Heroine by Boys Like Girls” kinds of moods.  One of those, “I also need slow soulful music – think Last First Kiss by James Otto or Don’t Think I Can’t Love You by Jake Owen” kinds of moods.  Yeah, one of those.

And it sucks being stuck at work with this mood.  I need to be at home, dancing around my living room, singing at the top of my lungs.  I need to be cruising down the freeway, radio blasting, windows rolled down.  I need to be rollerblading down the street, eyes closed, wind in my hair. 

But alas, here I am, trapped.  With 15 different projects piled on my desk.  All due before Monday.  And none of them finished. 

And I’m in one of those moods.