Yesterday I was extremely tired and low. I managed to drag myself through most of a work day, but broke the tip off another drill bit. How can such a little thing cause so much frustration and embarrassment?

I find it hard to blog on LiveJournal for fear of how people who have set themselves against me will spin my words. I suppose there are few things I hate more than being misunderstood, and there are many different modes of misunderstanding. Under the circumstances what offends me most is when people use my words to support their own selfish arguments.