"blue pistol in the screen light glowing/there's a job needs done"

It's unclear to me whether my Big Gulp-sized portion of Meh is post-holiday letdown, overtiredness, genuine stress, a removal of Pollyanna-tinted glasses, or some combination thereof. But I surely do have it.

Certainly the F Train of Suck this morning did not help.

I am not possessed of optimism, nor yet hope. About anything, really. This will pass, but right now, the word of the day is "ineffectual". I'm doing my best to buckle down and try to design a management system anyways.