My birthday was this past Sunday

And as a special gift, Ted Cruz announced yesterday that he is running for president.

 

I've been trying to put my feelings into words, but it's proving futile. Embarrassed? Disappointed? Angry? Something like those, I suppose.

It's almost midnight

And I don't care, bitches!

No, wait. I do care. I'm getting sleepy/old.

Sometimes you feel sleepy

And sometimes you don't.

Right now, I'm rather more tired than I am sleepy. I woke a touch before 4:00 and didn't do a very good job of shutting my brain back down. Instead, I thought.

Yesterday I had my annual performance review. I did well--better than I expected. Perhaps better than I thought I deserved. We all know the old adage that you are your own worst critic.

But this year was better than last year, both in terms of the review itself and how I felt about it. A major part of that is the change in work volume and improvement of workload distribution. Not unrelatedly, I was a lot less burnt-out, and that showed through. I don't have the vigor that comes with loving one's work, but it's good not to have a perpetual storm cloud lurking within.

Now we just need to find a reason to feel some of that elusive vigor.