I felt restless and unsatisfied for much of the day. Too dragged out to want to do anything. Didn't feel like working on the comic, or reading, or even watching more TV (I know!) Watched multiple movies this weekend; "Coraline," "The Illusionist," "Paul Blart; Mall Cop" (yeah, it's not very good, but oh_that_jocelyn was a background extra for a day of shooting, although I didn't see her in the movie),"The TV Set," "Live Free Or Die Hard" (which as soon as I started it, I realized that I'd seen it before, although it's not very good so that explains why I couldn't be bothered to remember that I'd seen it).
I even tried to watch "Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus", which I'd taped from the annoyingly-named SYFY channel, because it has Deborah Gibson (yes, THAT Deborah Gibson) in it, and it's also about a huge shark and a mammoth octopus. Honestly, I could feel my intelligence slipping away while I watched. It's as if someone tried to write a movie about the military fighting giant marine life without knowing anything about the military or marine life. I considered giving examples of how egregious it is, but I don't have the strength (okay, just one: The shark (supposedly a Megalodon, although all evidence is that they grew to about 60 feet, and this one is maybe 800 – 1,000 feet long (the scale kinda changes from scene to scene)) jumps from the ocean and BITES A PASSENGER JET FROM THE SKY. Seriously. Yes, the plane was preparing to land, but the excessive WTF-ness of that scene left me dazed for several minutes.)
Afterward, I read some Terry Pratchett, and that helped.
I don't know if I'm going to go to Big Happy Fun Time tomorrow. When I'm lying in bed watching TV, I think I'm doing pretty well. But when I have to get up and perform complex activities, my brain rebels and I realize just how crappy I'm feeling.
I'm sure if I call in and explain that I watched "Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus," they'll understand.