Bad things seem worst just before you sleep and then when you wake up. When you sleep, the dark of night and the alone-ness of it all distorts all rational thought. And when you wake the thought of the long day before you can be wrecking. But when actually up and doing things, it's not as bad. Especially when these "bad" things are really a product of my imagination.

On another note, I am such an awful person. I had the most pleasurable smug grin from reading someone else's resume. Sounth Asia and terchnical, anyone? There is nothing like a good dose of healthy contempt to cheer one up.