Tracked Between Anger and Frustration

I've been home ill today. I tried watching good television and DVDs, but felt crappy enough that I couldn't concentrate on anything worth watching. (Although I did see the last 10 minutes of Body Heat. If you've made it through the past quarter-century without seeing it, then I'll let you in -- Kathleen Turner is alive at the end.) So, instead of watching shows that required sustained cognitive skills, I tried just finding something tolerable on daytime television. This a bad idea -- it just made me wish I had the energy to yell at Alex Trebek and Marc Brown at the same time.

Prime time seems to have provided some relief -- I'm sure the office will be glad to see me some tomorrow.