Balls

I'm dropping some. At work, that is. Usually I can just about keep them all in the air, but they are all falling down around me...

and usually I can cope ok with the stress, but today I had a weird panic attack type thingy - and had to take myself off somewhere quiet to calm down. My boss calls it mid-term-itis. Trouble is, I've only just got over the beginning of term-itis, and then it'll be the end of term-itis... but then at least it will be time for Vegas and some proper real life relaxation.

But hey, I'm ok - I always am.