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11 September 2007
This is a whiny post...→[More:] Oh, fuck it. Never mind.
I have to be at work at 9am. The client is an entire hour away. And they'll want me to work a 10 hour day. And I don't want to. And I only have 15 minutes left to get ready but I'm still in bed, checking mail on my laptop.
I have to have a root canal next Tuesday...the contractor apparently needs to look over the place before the work starts, so it may well be delayed AGAIN. This has gone on for over two years.
I'm supposed to be reviewing two papers for different journals and I can't be bothered. I have to have my reviewers reports written by the end of the week and I have read neither of the papers. And I have to do some boring stuff in the lab, stuff that will only take an hour of so, but I can't bring myself to do it. I've spent all morning just mooching around, pretending to work.
I'm in this irritating state of cognitive dissonance where my job is making me extremely grumpy today but my life is making me pretty darned chipperific and the weather is letting me wear really cute clothes and so I just don't know what to do with myself!
also, appropos of nothing, I really love ripe peaches from the farmers market.
I have to pee and I really just want to pee in my pants here, no real reason but dammit I want to do whatever I like here, could someone go pick me up a pair of pants and maybe a portable shower? I guess I don't need underwear but maybe some after-shower powder and a cookie, chocolate chip, chunk if they have them, and make sure those pants are a charcoal grey with a blue screen weave so they match my jacket, thanks, and oops, pooped! Could someone please get over here and wipe for me; towards the spine, please, and watch that thumb, buddy!
Despite plugging in my mosquito zapper last night, which, when a tablet is inserted into it, emits invisible mosquito death rays, I still ended up with two gnat bites, one on the inside of my knee and the other on my shoulder. The knee one rubbed against my jeans all day and the shoulder one against my bra strap.
The project I've been assigned to air next week, but still hasn't been written yet, which means I'll probably end up working right through the weekend. Bah.
I had another dream about an unusable public toilet and some inapproriate banter, then my boyfriend snapped at me for waking him later than he wanted even though I, too, woke later than I wanted and all I really want now is to go back to bed and snorgle with my dog until I'm drooling on my pillow.
The Jeep is still at the mechanic's. Last train to North Van is at 7:27 a.m. So, Jeep will remain at the mechanic's until tomorrow at least. Or, most likely, I will say fuck it. The mister can get a cab from Bellingham to get home on Thursday and on Friday he can take the fucking train into North Van to pick up the fucking Jeep.
The emergency doc office called and says I need to go to primary care doc to get another xray because the broken rib evidentially punctured the lung. Needs follow up.
Primary care doc will not schedule xray without an office visit since I skipped the yearly checkup last year. WTF! (course now I need to find another doc since this one isn't too responsive.) Don't have openings this week. (although I can go and wait, and wait) And, it's too bad that the narcotics for the pain made me upchuck - take ibuprophen instead. Sure, but it doesn't help much. You know this really really hurts!..and I'm really frustrated with the run-around. I've googled enough to know that there's not an immediate problem, so I will just monitor it myself for now.
Ouch, lonefrontranger/outrider - you made me laugh!
lung must not be so bad since they waited a day to let me know, just hurts, mightily, but I do find the need to "doze/sleep" sitting up at night. I think it's only bad if it continues to take on air in cavity.
And, whine away for your own thing Specklet - it helps immensely. at least for me!
Mercy me, I popped in badly needing to whine about cancelled plans and rotten luck, but that punctured lung snapped everything back into perspective...
Thanks for the words of encouragement/concern everyone. And, thankfully I don't have any flying plans cause it sounds as if you know of what you speak!
I've done something to my left wrist. I noticed it bothering me last Friday and at first I just thought it felt like I needed to pop it. Only that didn't help. I'm wondering if I didn't tear or sprain something in there. Now I'm trying to figure out when I can get to the doctor because it really feels like it should be in a splint thing, an aircast or maybe even an actual cast so that I cannot move it. I wondered if I didn't have a spiral fracture but I'm pretty sure I would have noticed that straight away when it happened so I've decided it's muscle or tendon or other hold-togethery bits. Blah. I've noticed that it's hard to push with that hand and I don't seem to have full range of motion without severe pain. And hilariously enough, yes, I'm left handed.
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