Heart going thumpa-thumpa hundred beats a minute. (I counted.) My ass has
been sat in this chair at least twenty minutes, and if we don't count a
couple fifteen-step trips to the printer and back, for nearly an hour, so
it should be at resting heart rate, which Wiki assures me somebody my age
with below-average health (and I'm not sure whether I'm in that category or
'average', but pretty sure I'm not in 'poor') should have a resting heart
rate in the near vicinity of eighty bpm. And I don't have any of my other
usual symptoms of anxiety. I suppose it's possible it never slowed down all
the way from the treadmill earlier this afternoon, but that was five hours
ago and I didn't notice my heart going fast between the shower after
exercising and maybe fifteen minutes ago.

Wheeee.