Granted, I've not talked about the paranoid feelings, and I don't think I want to. Suffice to say, they're there, and they cause me to read all sorts of bad intentions into what may be harmless acts. So in other words, now is not a good time to fuck with my head, because I'm really not in the proper frame of mind to enjoy them as good jokes.
As it is, I get to try to calm myself down before I'm going to be able to sleep. Yay. Paranoia sucks.