I'm in such a foul mood. Impatient, claustrophobic, pent-up, manically moody to Do Something but I don't know what except that I'm pretty sure it requires a passport. Hasn't mattered all day that the weather's magnificent, the air as crisp as a diamond, I got my work done, went to yoga, the house is clean ... I just want to rail or run or drive nonstop to the Central California coast. For no distinct reason best I can tell.
To be sure, I'm unpleasant as hell to be around.
Fortunately while obsessively reading online about the wrong mission accomplished between Iran & Iraq and one of a zillion on-line reports of Ahmadinegad's speech today (plus here's the full text of today's intro speech by Columbia U president Lee Bollinger) I was lucky enough to open Garrison Keillor's suggestion that I quit acting like a morose teenager.
Okay, I'll try. Although I still advise everyone to stay far far away.