this machine will not communicate

Had a blergh day.  Woke up blergh for no discernible reason.  Nothing specific (at least this morning); just feeling, as Kurt Hummel would say, full of ennui.  Worked.  Went to write and some douche in a beret and drinking espresso was sitting at My Table.  Came home to a letter from Austin Film Festival telling me Flesh and Blood didn't make it to the semifinals.  (No letter for Fall River, though; wouldn't they have mailed at the same time?) 

In short, blergh.

I needed to find a way to make myself happy again!

( So I watched "Once More, With Feeling" )