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Thursday, January 31, 2008

ouch!

The cryptkeeper mentioned in previous post has finally moved back to her desk out of my line of site. I am happy.






On another note, can someone tell this child to stop punching the same spot on my left hipbone? It's start to make me squeal out loud at inopportune moments. Also, my carpal tunnel has been out of control. It sucks to wake up with numb and basically paralyzed hands and it's not like I can just stop typing... um, that's what I do ALL day. And, to add insult to injury, I gained 6 pounds in 2 weeks. You read that right. What the fuck is up with that?



Is it March yet?

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

WTH...

Why do I feel so crappy emotionally?

I hate everything... well almost, and I feel apathetic towards everything else. Maybe it's stress...? I dunno, but I am just not "with it" anymore mentally and everything pisses me off.

Exhibit A: Creepy lady at work.

Yes, this is the same woman who justified calling me huge, "rollie pollie", and insisting I would have to be induced early by saying that "It's ok, we're friends." The very same person who is a prostitute on the side and has her own personal website to hire herself out. Gagging yet? Well, she's 50 and looks like she's 110. Yep, you're gagging now.

BITCH, I am NOT your friend, and never was.

Now, she just stares at me. *shudder*

Let me explain. We sit in cubicles that aren't really cubicles, but more like a row of zigzags that is set up as desks. Where it zigs(/ \) there is a computer at the apex. So both sides of the structure can be used. You end up staggered but kinda facing each other. She sits across from me and since we can't have normal cubicle walls that extend high enough to offer privacy and we have glass from about chin level up, you can see each other if you turn your head slightly to the left or right.

3-6 times a day, she stops whatever she is doing and STARES at me for 30 seconds to 2 minutes or so. Yes, I have timed it. It's that disturbing.

Today, I finally had enough of her gross gawking and turned, looked her in the eyes and said, "What the hell is wrong with you? Could you NOT stare at me 5x a day? It's freaking CREEPY!"

Her response: "I'm not staring at you, I'm thinking.

"WELL, THINK ELSEWHERE!!!!"

All the while my coworkers behind me are having hysterical giggle fits at our expense.

Exhibit 2: My house is a wreck.

Does it bother me that my house is in shambles? Somewhat. But not enough that I can make myself do anything about it.

Some days I'm lucky I manage to even cook dinner because I can't seem to motivate myself into doing anything but moping around. It's driving me crazy and I think Donnie thinks I've gone off the deep end.






Is this just hormones?? I mean, I never felt like this prior the stretchmarks and near loss of bladder control...


*sigh*

Is it fucking March yet?

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Why, oh why did I click that link?

Grr... Stupid yarn sale.


2 each of...





and



Are on their way to my house... At $4.25 a pop, I really couldn't say no. I've been looking for yarn like this anyway.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Interesting stuff...

I've got a "fan" in southern GA who has nothing better to do but stalk me on WebMD.


*waves*


Having fun?

Saturday, January 12, 2008

Hey now... that isn't nice.

The kicks to the bladder are no longer cute or ticklish. Today officially marks the beginning of the PAINFUL kicks to the groin era.

Speak of the devil.... ack.









I got new hairs. Hehe



Asian bangs rule.



In other news, I love knitting.