Medicated depression, day #75
Started off the workday with a scare, the elevator at work malfunctioned a bit with a false fire alarm, turns out building technicians were doing some tests.
Slept really bad, as I went to bed far too late last night. Got just under 5 hours of sleep. Gonna need more coffee.
I hope this day passes really quick, I have zero desire to work today, but have to solve a few problems and brain feels mushy.
Later: Yup, fell asleep while coding, I think I lost an hour or so. Since sitting up I did not snore, as far as I know.
Later: Skipping lunch, I'm alone at the office space and are not hungry nor any desire to eat anything, even though I should. I think I'll just go for more coffee.
Later: my manager just showed up, I thought I would work alone the whole day at the office. Nice to have someone to talk to.
Later: Kind of kick-started the thinker, lots of coffee and loud music.
Later: Still very much tired and have a hard time forming abstract thoughts, trying to figure out why one deployed application just works while another won't show any signs of life when deployed.
Later: Yet another colleague showed up, on his way home from office in next town over, had been stuck in road works for over an hour, two hour trip on a one hour distance.