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Codswallop.

I've eaten SO many fortune cookies... Either the fortune is getting delivered to the wrong address because they fucked up the last name, or I've got too many on backorder!

hehehe I found out a fortune cookie has 30 calories, no fat, 7grams of carbs and 3grams of sugar. So no not bad!

I lost a few pounds last week and I'm pretty much back to where I was at my lowest point recently. Need to add in exercise but who has time? I'm already trying to figure out how to get less than 5 hours sleep a night so maybe I can squeeze in some art... *sigh* I guess if I didn't work 2+ hours late almost every day it would help huh? =/

Okay, so I'm going to make myself a new character on EQ, probably a troll or a froglok... and name it Codswallop.

:lol

It's nice being reminded by people that they owe me money. Not that I forgot or anything, but at least I know they're not just waiting for that to happen.

To the company I work for : If you always deposit everyone's checks on Thursdays then why the hell isn't it in there? And tell payroll to stop spouting that line about paydays are Fridays. The deposits almost always hits my bank a day earlier too, on WEDNESDAY! Now I have no money =( I know it's because everyone else is getting their annual bonuses.. which I as having only been here for 10 months don't qualify for. Fucking bastards.

To my boss : Thanks for the cold. Can't you just stay away when you're sick?

(oh and that last one goes out to X as well who's been so sick lately!)

My date got canceled.

This is the third one to get canceled.

And two "friendly but initially not romantic" gestures were crushed, too.


So... yeah.

Punt Mil. She SO doesn't deserve you.

She posted a couple blogs.

The highlights are "woe is me" "dating sucks" "men suck".

Somehow I think the "I'm not interested in you, your health and living arrangements are a concern, and you can do better than me" are a cop out since all three have been reversed from her previous assertions related to each.

Oh well. Guess I'll keep looking.

I like to shower in minimal light.

Someone decided to be funny (or lazy or whatever) and switched the shampoo for conditioner.

So I realized quite quickly I was using the wrong stuff, and wiped it off on my chest.

Now my chest hair is all silky and soft.

There are cops, atleast 1 K9, and a police helicopter in the field/woods next to my appartment.

Needless to say...I'm not bloody going anywhere today. Ryan needs to get to where he can call me already...

I was just on the phone for almost a half an hour with a lady trying to assist her in finding an attorney up here to help her with her problem. AFTER this half hour of question and answer, listening to her congested Massachusetts accent (calm down, I'm from MA too, I just don't like listening to it) tell me over and over "I'm screwed! I'm so screwed!", doing research for her, getting her address and other info... and then she decided I couldn't help her and hung up on me.

I ***HATE*** it when people hang up on me. :scream

I think hanging up on someone is just about one of the rudest things you can do. It drives me NUTS.=pullhair

My mom calls me because her new doctor just told her she has sleep apnea. She didn't understand what it meant really so I looked it up for her and read to her what it is and things that can contribute to it. This leads to me asking her what drugs she's on because sleep apnea can be effected by drugs that depress the central nervous system. So after a grocery list of some of the crap she's on I am a bit freaked out. 90% of those drugs are central nervous system depressants.

Klonopin, Neurotin, Vicodin, Morphine, Carbidopa/Levodopa, Methadone (which she is no longer taking because it caused an allergic reaction!) and a few others. She also has emphysema and COPD. I asked her if her doctors know all the different shit she's on because some of them can cause an additive effect to other medicines she's on and she said no.

Then I read this article on Heath Ledger and the drugs they found around his apartment and some doctor saying the combination of them (all central nervous system depressants) could have killed him and my poor old mommy is on all that shit and then some too. Now I'm nervous.

My mom always asks me this kind of stuff or comes to me with these sort of problems because I'm the least hysterical one but now I'm all jacked up. I'm 100% positive she is addicted to the vicodin. I tried to tell her the opiates jack up your brains pain receptors and make you think you are in more pain so that you have to take a pain killer. I don't think any of this will change anything...she will still take the pills because the alternative scares the shit out of her.

I hope this does some good.

I just wrote an 8 page rebuttal for my 1/2 page termination documentation. I know I won't be getting my job back, but I fucking hope it jolts some sense into the people above my ex-boss. They just fucked themselves. I hear my coworkers are having a rough time right now. Sheesh, if I didn't do any work, then why would it be any different with me gone?

Poor guys. They're a big reason I even bothered with fighting this. I don't need the job. Never have. They do, so they can't just quit.

It's going around.

The tightness of the throat. Dry hacking cough that won't dislodge anything to provide you with an instant's relief before it flows back down from your sinuses. Dry nasal passages that feel like someone's using a steel wire brush to scratch inside.

The tremendously frustrating part is, I had this back in September. Hit me out of nowhere like a truck (actually now I'm cough-laughing remembering the final bus-strike in Mean Girls) and I was out of work for three days because I couldn't barely utter a peep, let alone say "Hi thanks for calling Tech Support".

The screwed up beyond all belief part comes in two sections: one guy in my department had it last week, but he was nice enough* to stay out for three days until he wasn't contagious. Also, one guy in the other half of my department was stupid enough to NOT stay out at all, and continued to come in ANYWAY without even SEEING a doctor for THREE DAYS!
*Unfortunately, the guy who was nice enough to stay out, got his wife, step-son, and newborn daughter sick! :(

So then
I think it was Wednesday
At least one, if not two of the moms in the office bring in their kids. One was, I think, picked up sick from school, with the middle-school version of what our office has.
Now picture this
A Dilbertville style office cube farm with germs bouncing around from person to person like TB in an airplane
and they introduce at least one (if not two) kids with superhyper germs
That's like throwing a bottle of Viagra to a dozen old men surrounded by 36 Playmates of the Month.
So all our sedentary germs which /might/ have died off with careful cleaning and consideration got a major freaking boost from middle school energeticosity (made that up) and now more and more people are getting sick.

WTF.

Of course now I need a brain scrubbie to get the mental image I posited above out of my head. Doh.

And I have to wait another 40 minutes before I can call the doctor and say "rescue me."

My goodness but you paint a vivid picture! *snort giggle*

I'm sorry you're not feeling well! My daughter and husband had that last week; hubby still sounds like he's been smoking 3 packs a day since the day he left the womb...

I got over my cold, just about. I have a weird dry cough but thankfully it didn't knock me down and beat me up like the cold I had for 2 months over summer/fall. =( Coughing induced peeing really sucked and thank god that didn't happen this time lol.

That's about one of the worst things to deal with when you're pregnant. Erik was very amused when I had a coughing fit and that happened. Fuckin men....

I had coughing induced vomitting due to stomach bug from hell during pregnancy. It sucked ass.

I'm ready for Ryan to get home already. Alison would only sleep if I held her last night. I miss decent sleep.

We are bringing our puppy dog back to the rescue tomorrow :(. I'm really broken up about it but I think it's finally through my head that this is the right thing to do. I loved that dog very much but it's just not worth the risk of the kid getting her face bitten or something. After months of hard work and a great deal of personal expense, I just don't believe we can train away his unpredictable moments of unprovoked aggression. This dog does not need to be around children and I only hope the rescue can find him a more appropriate home where he will have love and discipline. They have discussed police work and I think he has great potential to do well in a K-9 unit.

He sure is a great dog. I will really miss him.