I think they call it stress

OK, I'm jumping at noises, a little tight in the chest, my short term memory is shoddy when talking to people and my temper is on hair trigger. The workload both domestic and professional is higher than the ability to process it, folks. Hey, this is blogland, I don't just record the entertainment stuff. Remember the nonsense I came out with when this started? Not all is well in groovetown.