I've had a good day. I got a lot of work done. I combed Ojon through my hair this morning and washed it out a short while ago, so my hair is now really soft and shiny. I'm on a detox diet this week after eating too much crap for the previous few weeks, so I'm feeling all virtuous at the thought of my veggie stir-fry and fresh mango that awaits me for dinner.
I'm sorry it sucks. Mine sucks a little as well. I'm in a complaining mood.
Last night I had Krystals for dinner. Why? I have no idea. They're good but horrible, too. So this morning at the gym I have a feeling like I'm going to puke. I'm sweating, nauseous, and shaking. It was a Krystal hangover.
My kids are very dim because they jump on my blue chairs when I've asked them a hundred times not to. They also pour giant glasses of Mt. Dew and spill it on the porch and walk in it and then walk inside the house. As they are walking in the house one is crying because he has a cut on his finger and, "Will made me fell down." The cut is microscopic and I put a band-aid on it and threaten Will with his life if he torments the other one again one more time today. I just walked in the backyard to fetch my nephew (who I am watching ALL day today because my sister is in Miami) and there are 52 playing cards littering my entire back lawn.
I have two refrigerators in my kitchen. They have been there longer than a normal person would tolerate. TWO in my small kitchen. The old one was broken but now it's not because our friend fixed it. We had it for sale for $150 on CraigsList. We have had some inquiries, but nobody is serious. Maybe I need to lower the price. I'm about to Freecycle it or just kick it to the curb.
I guess this is a whining session. My day isn't that horrible.
have eaten too much crappy food and done too little work today. Also, no energy to go shopping for healthy stuff, and mr alto is away. So, also crabby. Mr alto phoned to say his trip is going well, though, and I'm happy for him. He doesn't get to go on many trips.
I am crabby too!
I broke my work-glass (ok it was just a Pom glass that came with the drink that I've been reusing, but it made the water cooler a little more special), shot down a coworker's idea in a less than nice way, haven't heard from the guy I am supposed to be going out with tonight, and had to pay a lot more than I expected to make a new set of keys for the new roommate.
I'm having a meh day. The whole day is free for because one of my reagents hasnt' come in yet so I can't do the experiment I was going to do. So I should work on a paper and write up a protocol for the REI fellow to follow while I am away.
Instead I'm sifting around the department, writing emails and hanging out on MeCha. If I even get 1 hour of work done in the next 3 hours I will be happy. Aaahhh, lowered expectations...
Well, I had to wake up earlier than I was used to so I could move my car. Instead I ended up with insomnia, so I went over to starbucks, where the music sucked more than usual. I get back to my place and decide to play with the Team Fortress 2 map editor, but my computer dosen't have enough oomph to edit and play, and the fatigue is zapping my motivation, so I took a 2 hour nap.
Actually, it dosen't suck that much, but we're ignoring the fact that I moved to Johnson County Kansas, an area that consists entirely of subdivisions and strip-malls. I don't know anybody, so my only source of human contact are the cashiers at bookstores and coffee shops.
But really, I think of daily mood is like the Dow Industrial Average. Some days it's up, some days it's down, but all we really care about is the long term outlook.
The entire morning has been spent steel-wooling my bookcase uprights out on the balcony. I'm hot and tired and I really want this project to be finished.
However, today sucks less than yesterday, which involved the DMV, two Linens'n'Things, a lost car title, panic, a found car title, the emissions test place, and the OTHER DMV. Washington makes getting your car registered entirely too fucking complicated.
It's raining and grey and it's that time of the month and I am going out to dinner tonight for my anniversary, and that is nice but I don't want to do anything right now but curl up in a little ball and read or sleep or something.
I'm not doing so very bad. It's my first day off of work, and I've been puttering around, and started on making my next pinhole camera. It's going to use Polaroid type film, and I'm excited about it. I just need to figure out the shutter for it. Hopefully it will be done tonight so I can play with it this week. What for dinner tonight? Something mushroomish I think...
Me? I'm good. One of my oldest and dearest friends is in town and we're going out for dinner tonight. She lives in Toronto and I don't get to see her much. She's one of the finest human beings I have ever met. Chock full of wisdom and goodness.
I finished all my edits for this big project at work and now it is all nice and shiny for my rescheduled meeting next Tuesday with a department head. *bites nails*
Of course, this led to me looking like I was doing absolutely no work whatsoever because I was sitting at my desk instead of running requests like my co-workers. Argh.
My day was grand. I started work at 11:30, got heaps done and rounded the day off with a celebratory dinner/catch up with a group of service users who have moved into more independent accomodation. So, tired from having to make small talk for two hours (always so draining) but happy.
~Passing on my good day vibes to all you sucky-dayers~
i had a meeting with hippies, a cool person and a policymaker. well i am the one that made the meeting happen! i really want the policymaker to even do 25 percent of what is asked for! it would be good for the neighbourhood and good for the policymaker :)
well, my day just went from great to meh. After my nap I got a surge of inspiration and I made a video starring Jeremy Clarkson, Thelma and Loise But none of my friends are online to see it. Now I've just gotten word from the only other KC mefite that he can't make the meetup, of which neither of the other interested parties seem to want to go to. So I'm alone...AGAIN. Oh well.
Definitely meh. One of those days where I'm inexplicably shitty. I'm in week seven of nine weeks off. I should feel great. But I'm lonely and bored. Jon has to work, and we don't have enough money to travel, and I'm just a big baby is all. I dropped a jar of Ragu on the kitchen floor and screamed FUCK so loud I scared the neighbors (it didn't even break). I think it will be good to get back to work. (I wish I could save three of my weeks for midyear, when I'm ready to kill the kids.) A large glass of strawberry margaritas is helping. Ah, tequila.
I slept about three hours later than I usually do, so I'm feeling like it should be lunchtime but it's already late afternoon, and it's making me feel discombobulated and grumpy. Plus a bunch of other stuff feels like it's overwhelming right now and while in practical terms it's fine, in emotional terms I really just want to curl up on the couch and watch tv forever and ever and never have to think again.
But that would require that we have television service, which we don't yet. Which means my main, if slightly dysfunctional, coping mechanism is missing. Waaah!
I had a good day yesterday - got pretty much caught up with the mountains of invoicing that's been piling up for weeks. Then I went out and had hot wintery cocktails with a good friend, and the bar we went to has astro-turf inside, and gave us blankets.
But today kinda sucks. It's thursday, so I have another day until the weekend. My inbox is filling again, and I have lots of assorted other stuff to do. Plus I'm ever so slightly hungover and tired. Also grumpy.
I want to go home to sleep tonight, but have to go to see my friends band - and a 'friend' from the other side of the country will be there - she's only interested in them now because one of the band is now semi-famous. I have nothing in common with her anymore, and am kinda obligated to fly to the other side of the country to visit for her birthday - and I just don't want to anymore.
Actually, just thinking about her makes me grumpy!