One of those days..

One of those days where none of my pick-me-ups work anymore. I am tempted to take my Happy Pills. I do not want to sit here at 9.00 pm deciding if I have done enough for today to let me get some rest.

The gargantuan Pod has many many soundtracks, and I have always been a soundtrack person. xXx didn't work, Blade didn't work, S.W.A.T didn't work, The A-Team didn't work, Mcgyver didn't work, Southpark didn't work, Aerosmith didn't work, Mission Impossible didn't work, Frank didn't work, George didn't work, Sade didn't work, Chilli Palmer didn't work, Jamiroquai didn't work. Nothing worked.

I worked. I worked my best. I tried to work my best. I even went up to Penthouse 3 poolside to scream my lungs out, that didn't work too.

All I wanted was my Alanis Morissette. If I feel like shit already, I couldn't feel any worse than listening to Alanis Morissette. Two antidote that I haven't tried, my Band of Brothers collection and The Fifth Element.