Self-destructive moods…

I have been working really hard today. I’ve got a lot of things done which needed to be done, and I feel quite proud of myself for having done them. However, it has to be said that I have a limited amount of respect for the things themselves. In fact, through my current distorted gaze, the only productive things I seem to have done today are:

  • Throw a plasticine castle against a wall very hard until it turned into mush.
  • Play “It’s The End Of The World As We Know It And I Feel Fine” very loudly in the office after everyone else went home.