Last night I staggered in from the extra work at the Salvation Army store nearly comotose; my brain simply wasn't functioning under the weight of "tired." (I spent about twenty minutes ranting in guild chat about YuGiOh. Luckily my guild is the sort that will be amused, rather than angry, when a member occasionally posts things like "I LAUNCH GAIA THE DRAGON CHAMPION AT YOUR FLYING FORTRESS USING MY CATAPULT TURTLE WHILE AIMING FOR THE LEVITATION RING SO IT WILL CRASH INTO YOUR OTHER MONSTERS THAT ARE TRAPPED BY THE MAGIC WALL WHEN SWORDS OF REVEALING LIGHT WEARS OFF".) I went to bed in a fairly timely manner, and crashed out *hard* after only a short run of trying...

Only to wake up feeling like a spike was being driven into my skull, or really, exactly where my skull meets my neck. I have a habit of muscle-tension-induced headaches like these, although they've decreased a lot in the past year or so. Still, this was a bad one, enough to have me whimpering and hauling blankets over myself in the hopes that overheating my body would make my muscles relax. This has worked in the past, though it didn't now. Ibuprofen and some massage from tigerphoenix helped me fall back asleep again, if severely irritated that my good faith efforts to get more sleep had been spoiled.

Despite that, I managed to wake up with more coherence than I've had in a while, and stumbled my way through the house and to work hoping that I'd get some work done today. Unfortunately, of the six other people working today (five physically present, one teleworking), literally none of them are doing any work. One is making a token effort, but he proceeds at about one page per hour, so it doesn't count. The rest are simply doing nothing. Hell, the two girls behind me spent 45 minutes overtly laughing at YouTube videos, while the work keeps piling up and piling up.

It's absolutely infuriating, but I know if I start slacking, I'll be the one criticized or written up. In general, I'm seethingly sick of life's general unfairness. I'd like it to be unfair in my favor for a change. I'd like some blessing or boon or benefit to come my way to indicate that there IS some compensation for all this shit I've gone through. But I'm not going to get it, dammit.