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January 10, 2003 – evening
January 09, 2003 – morning
January 8, 2003 – morning

January 10, 2003 – evening

What an interesting day. I called out sick from South Jersey’s Best Newspaper — ever wake up and your body say, “nope…not today?” Happened to me. I ended up sleeping in until 10:30ish…which is technically half my workday.

Tomorrow morning I’m headed to the gym to get back on track. Again. This has been a very poor eating week. (sheepish grin)

January 09, 2003 – morning

Wt: unknown
Mood: Downright miserable
Work docket: Communities done…working on Scrapbook; more redesign search and replace; work on keeping mouth shut
Lunch: HC Chicken and Veggies that I neglected yesterday in favor of a pizza
Evening Plans: Roll up in a blanket and merely exist.

Yesterday sucked. Not in a “this is my worst day EVER” way, but in a “how many MORE ways can things piss me off” way. I learned something at work (South Jersey’s BEST Newspaper) that made me feel unappreciated and unwanted. This morning I have mad cramps and nausea. Happens every few months or so.

I really wanted to call out, but figured if I did, it would be seen as my throwing a fit from yesterday. Because we ALL know that when women express emotions at work other than pleasantly agreeing or silently weeping at {insert reason here}, they’re being bitchy. I hate that. Male colleagues can complain and criticize and disagree with EVERYTHING done by the company. When I do it, it’s “Boy are YOU in a bad mood today.”

BTW…if you ask me who I work for, my answer will be, I work for ME.

January 8, 2003 – morning

Am NOT slacking…waiting for some ads to be converted to .gifs

Wt: 143.8 (movin’ thanks to me)
Mood: Apprehensive
Work docket: Customer service page, online mall; conference call at 10:00.
Lunch: Healthy Choice Chicken and Vegetables
Evening plans: John, David and I are going to Dad’s for dinner

Yesterday’s eating plan spun out of control, due to the candies I bought on Monday. I’ve YET to cook any of the quality stuff I bought to cook. I’m so flawed.

In other news, my whole morning routine was shaken to its very foundation when I discovered a NEW product in the milk machine here at “South Jersey’s Best Newspaper.” Dean’s VANILLA flavored Milk! When I was a wee girl, I thought all regular non-chocolate milk was vanilla by default. Although I shied away from Dean’s holiday (vending machine) Egg Nog, I gave the vanilla a shot this morning. It’s pretty good. It tastes like instant vanilla pudding that hasn’t thickened up yet. (I SO need a hobby.)

Last night I actually played Asheron’s Call (Dierdre the Pain) for about 2 1/2 hours. (More bad habits returning). You know…there are other games out there, with better graphics, but none of them can make my mouth go dry like being on Aerlinthe island and being pursued by 2 coral golems, 3 altered drudges, and 4 banderlings while having been debuffed with imperil, feeblemind, bafflement, fire vulnerablility and lightning vulnerablity. AC keeps giving me those “oh crap, gonna DIE!” moments that leave my heart racing. I guess that’s why I keep going back.

OK…back to work. 🙂

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