I feel like all the progress I've made this year with myself is completely gone. I don't want to go out or do anything at all. I just want to sleep. I am tired all the time. I know I should go out and be happy but I have no energy at all.

Also, it seems my phone is broken. No one's goddamn calling or texting it lately. /pity party

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life is OKAY. I am still utterly head over heels for someone I cannot be with. but what can you do except act pathetic about it. I will bury myself in work and thank the heavens that I have to travel a bunch next year and therefore will have no time for anything real. but really, I have no self-respect.

i am so stupid for still trying to pursue someone who has NO INTEREST but horniness reigns, I guess.

hooray for the holidays. i love shopping therapy.

this is an example of a nurse who needs to work on her bedside manner:

"Well, we can't put you on the patch or give you the Depo shot, because both of those have a weight restriction."

That alone does not constitute a poor bedside manner, but adding this after does: "plus, both of those methods very commonly cause weight gain, so you definitely don't want that."

and here is a clinician who does not seem to fully understand the purpose of a preventative exam: "oh, you want a pelvic exam? well, I figured since you're so young, it's not necessary."


who the fuck trained these people?

my mother: "I need you to show me how to use Facebook. I keep getting invites from people. Why does your middle school band teacher want to be friends with me?"

well shit. why not?

life, it goes on. right now i've got yeast infection + gas + achy boobs, so that means the menstruation's comin'. mmm. i'm a lot of fun to be around right now.

"Saturday Night's Alright" is seriously the most fucking ridiculously hard song to play, ever. Whether it's clarinet, piano, or Guitar Hero (the three methods I've tried), it's like...nearly impossible. fuck you, E.J.

In addition to the afflictions listed above, I'm just not feeling quite right, so I shall probably hit the hay soon.

I have a hat:

I shall give you a card sometime next month if you fill out this poll. Only I can see the responses. Overseas addresses are a-okay.

Poll #1482627 Holiday cards
Open to: Friends, detailed results viewable to: None, participants: 9

What's your name and address?

Preferred holiday?

edit: if your address does not fit in the box, just leave a comment, they're screened.

I completely forgot about Nano until I got back a few minutes ago and noticed some people posting word counts. I have to get up in another 6 hours to travel to Missouri this week and I don't really feel up to doing it, I don't think. So, I will live vicariously through those who are.

I really like being a tease. :x

rec me a good book to download, if'n you please.

Tonight there was a retirement party for three, yes, three members of my team. There is a huge batch of people that are leaving at the end of the month, so work this week has been filled with people loading up boxes, unloading their work onto those of us who still have jobs, and otherwise making it clear that they no longer care.

One lady has been laying on the floor of one of the break rooms texting. Granted, this is the same woman who used to come up to me if I was getting food and say in an unfathomably creepy voice "I like the butter to be soooooft," and jog up and down some of the aisles between pods while flapping her arms whenever she needed to get up from her desk for awhile, and wear her hair in the same lopsided ponytail with the same green scrunchy every single day...ahh. The things I will miss.

My new almost-to-be-boss effective November 1 is being pretty cool, but it's obvious he's got a much different style than soon-to-be-former boss. It's all good, though, as long as he's not some kind of hideous micromanager gettin' all up in my bidness.

SOMETHING NOT RELATED TO WORK

I am being a bad friend and abandoning the New Orleans trip with them this weekend.........to go to Atlanta instead. If you will recall, I met a dude there. A rather swell dude. Soooooooo I will spend the time with him. Stop looking at me. We are going to dress up in our costumes and hit the town. I procrastinated on getting a costume, so I just rented a flapper outfit. But it is damn sexy.

I imagine I will give a more detailed report of my feelings about said weekend once I have experienced it. However, I am continually reminding myself not to even think about feelings because I still don't know what the fuck the whole thing is.

The thing about LJ: We all think we are so close, but really we know nothing about one another. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.

also I wish LJ wasn't dead.