fecking case of the Mondays

[whitereflection]

Am surprised I made it to work on time, as stupid-fecked as this morning has been. And I should have *known* better that there's no way to call in prescriptions on a Sunday morning and expect them to be ready before work on a Monday--I should *know* that if I don't call it in by first thing Saturday am, to not even bother asking to get them before Monday afternoon. Waste of my time. Stupid allergy meds. Why she gives me so little at a time (so the pharmacy's constantly having to call her about refills), I have no idea. I only need them all damned year 'round, even in winter.

Have felt sick since Don's yesterday evening. Boredom-ate all day at the game (god, no wonder I'm huge), and then movie-Don always serves food, and I mean he plates it so it's like...I feel bad not eating what he gives, so that just, eh. I could have gone without eating at all. And then it was hot enough at his place a couple chocolate bars *melted in their packages*. Seriously thought I was going to have to go outside and pass out. Dunno why his place is always such a damned oven. Naturally took forever to wind down after, so not very much sleep last night.

Someone is a fecking lackwit. He's been on that last nerve until it's damned *raw* recently. Like 'making a fist with nails digging into your palm and gritting teeth' frustrated-mad. And I am dropping that class. No way am I starting into that today. Yay for me the quitter. Woo. *dances*

Yeah, I'm fecking pissy because I'm just naturally a critical bitch. And I'm tired, and down, and letting the mood swing do what it will. I just don't have the energy to be chase-y. Wish I could have called in today, but that'd be bad form. Gotta withdraw from that class anyway, and have Docs Desk to staff this afternoon. ...ohman, a good wallowing in 'unimportant-unwanted-unanything' is really setting in. Yay.

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[semecucumber.livejournal.com]

*bites*

I have nothing at all of interest to say ._. Especially nothing on topic.. just poking you. Because I can, since Lj lets me do that kind of thing, which is really very nice of it. Well.. most of the time it lets me, sometimes it teams up with my network and collapses everything and I lose whatever shit I've been babbling on about, and while I think of crap I think of poop on a stick and that box which really needs to get to you before I kick the mail service and all it's demonic minions in their very small nads. ¬_¬ Takes some real effort to aim for those things I can tell you. And I did tell you, so perhaps my work here is done but now I'm on a typing roll, which could almost be a bread roll but is less yeasty and mostly lower in carbohydrates. But bread roll reminds me I'm hungry, which isn't a good thing so I might switch topic or something except I don't really have much to talk about, I'm just making an effort not to press enter all the time so I actually manage a paragraph that looks like a paragraph rather than something that resembles a pasted AIM convo. Not that I can use AIM right now.. fscking MSN. But much as I dislike MSN it hasn't logged out on me once today, happy chat stability is good for me.

Should probably stop there. >.> Ooh look I hit enter. I fail.

*licks and sends cake but not the yummi kind of cake because smut is not allowed at work*

- SpamMaster
(Thighs!)

[whitereflection.livejournal.com]

biting<3 I should've spammed you, but was fussing with books and waiting to talk to the dept. chair and class-dropping and such. And daydreaming that I could go home and sleep >_> Going home and curling up on the couch and turning on the TV to mindless Food Network stuff and zoning until I doze off sounds lovely.

Gomen, I'm being tired-cranky (and probably hormonal-cranky). But babblings<3 I always knew you could do paragraphs. ^__^ So proud of you--and occasional enters are nothing to worry about. See, even I use them, and I am text-o-gami.

pokings<3 *leans* I hope there is boxness, but I'm good at being patient (no I'm not, who'm I kidding? D:). Or rather, I'm good at busying myself or falling asleep until it's another day and maybe box will happen then. *nods*

cake<3 (gads, noticing a pattern, here...) *wallows in the carbiness of it* Actually, despite being not hungry and feeling ick at food, I crave that Haagen Daaz Creme Brulee ice cream (even though the fat innit always makes me pay >_o ). Just is what the moodiness demands. Couch! TV! Haagen Daaz! Depresso-book! (Specifically Mercedes Lackey's Magic's Pawn--I wallow innit about once a year, sometimes twice) X-Japan Ballads CD! Sleep! ._.

Must stay for Docs Desk at 4, must not go home 'sick' (che, mentally sick, maybe >_> *baps herself*), must stay must stay... *grouchesgrumpsbabble-spamswhines*

[semecucumber.livejournal.com]

Going home sick is good for you, though I end up feeling guilty XD Sucks. Even those times I am ill I always drag my dead weight into the office to prove it. Too many suspicious assburgers. Me being one of them whenever anyone else calls in >.>;;;;

Hormonal and/or tried cranky is quite acceptable. General Monday cranky works just as well too, though other than asshats in the office I've actually been quite perky and productive today o-o Shock-u!

Booooox >o< Make it show up.

Creme Brulee ice cream o___o ...... why do we not have this?

Replace couch there with bed and it sounds perfect, beds are always the best place to be. Love quilts and pillows and maybe a PS2 controller and Xenogears.

thighsthighsthighs

[whitereflection.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm exactly the same way, very much so. Whenever I do stay home, I always feel horrid-guilty, and I'm always mentally comparing how much time I'm gone versus anyone else (even though I know that Anj comes to work sick way too often and I snark at her about being martyrish ^^; ) And I always get paranoid to leave home, even if it's to go for grocieries, on the off-chance that maybe work will call and find I'm not there and think I'm goofing off. ^^; Strange...I could skip school without too much guilt when I was younger--or even the occasional student-type job. But work now, I gnaw on myself, even if I could use the mental-health day. >_>

Yay for perky and productive <3 *hugsj00* Always happy to see you feeling up. ^__^ Though am also amused at how thigh-o-centric you be today. First Myu!Kaidoh's calves, and now this ^^ You leg-woman, you. (And about this thing you have for gravy... >D )

You all have Haagen Daaz there? At least here they've got this 'Desserts' line of products which is often frustratingly hard to find--and those that stock it carry every other flavor *except* Creme Brulee. Right now if I want it I'd have to drive to a Wal-mart 20-25 minutes from home--or scarily enough, the Walgreens pharmacy down the block. ._. So if you all have Haagen Daaz there, it might just be this type is really hard to locate. (But worth it...I'm a chocolate fiend-addict, but I wouldn't add chocolate to this at *all*)

Wah, but bed is actually not as comfortable--couch (actually loveseat) is overstuffed, and perfect Di-size, and I dunno, can really be curled up on, unlike a bed with just a hard headboard and no cushy arms to lean against. And is easy to add pillow and blanket-age--not to mention is right there with the TV and videogames and not far from the computer or books, whereas bed has none of that. Mmmm, couch-age...*craves* Damn, I'm gonna end up crashing right after I get off work, if I'm not careful. Then I'd miss talking-with-you time...but so blasted tired... >_<

(hahaha, i should go babble at your email too)