insanity
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04/30/08
I’m A Peeper!
While I was watching TV tonight (enjoying the new table, yet still unsure about the pillows) I happened to look out the window. Now I had never noticed this before, and maybe it was just the cleaner glass, but I could see pretty clearly into the upstairs window of someone on the next street back from us. Like behind the people across the street. Weird.
I wasn’t sure what I was seeing, so of course I kept looking out until I could verify that it was in fact a persons head. I think they were sitting at a desk facing the window. I wondered if they could see me too, but I wasn’t curious enough to wave or anything. Imagine. Waving. LOL. Eventually whoever (whomever?) it was shut out their light. Finally. At least I could focus on TV again.
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03/28/08
Yay! T.G.I.F.
Boo! T.I.R.E.D.
Really tired. So tired that when I was looking at this article I could have sworn that under ‘De-stress’ number 24 said Get a gun. Sounds like a great way to de-stress, I think. Especially in my line of work. Heh. Apparently it really says to Get some sun, which oddly adds to my stress since earlier the article recommends not tanning. You see the dilemma there?
Anyway, I should be off to start my day…
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03/27/08
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03/24/08
Bad Boy, Insane Bad Boy
I totally left work early today. No I didn’t sneak out, but I did leave early. A lot early. Normal people can enjoy doing that. Apparently I can’t. I knew I used to feel guilt if I left early, even if I was actually sick but I thought I might have changed. I haven’t. So when I got home and tried to take a nap (people are always talking about great naps) I of course couldn’t sleep. I have that guilty pit in my stomach. It’s really ridiculous. I should NOT feel bad. I never miss work! I have never called in sick! Ever! I am late probably more than I should be, but I stay late too… I could go on and on trying to justify this. I could. It’s the chatter in my head right now. I think I am going to let the logical side win and try to enjoy the afternoon. It’s a beautiful day. It’s so nice to be home. It’s so quiet right now. I love that, when the house is silent and the only noise is that of birds singing outside.
Now see what I did up there in that last paragraph? I went from raving-OCD-guilt-work issues right to a Mary Poppins-bird-singing thing. I love how crazy I am . Nutty as a loon, I tell you! [imagine cuckoo clock sounds now]
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01/07/08
My Stigmata
I am not trying to be sacrilegious really, but how else do I give you a vivid picture of my injury?
You see, I was at work when a rather stupid move on my part caused a very heavy metal object to land in my palm. I now have a deep puncture/scrape combo in the center of my hand. I don’t think I need stitches. It didn’t appear that deep when it was fresh. However it is in the middle of my right palm on that part that moves if I erm.. do anything with my hand. I am right handed. So it has been pretty constantly open and hard to keep clean, although I suspect it was better off before I tried to peroxide it. Now it’s kinda runny. And dark looking. Ew. I know, but it adds to the whole stigmata effect. I have to stop calling it that. I really can’t go around saying “be careful of my stigmata” at work every time I go to shake a hand or give a high five (which I do way more often that you think I would..). Jeez. Even typing irritates my stigmata. Srsly. It hurts!
Okay, I really have to stop calling it that.
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12/01/07
Today Really Sucked Dirty Ass
Enough said, right? It’s one of those work related things, as well as family stuff, so off to Member’s Only Land…
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