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"And All These Stupid, Silly Songs..."
Mar. 12th, 2007 09:08 pm...Oh, my God, I'm bleeding everywhere. It's all over my hands. O_O
So I was entertaining at work. XD I fell down several times, including knocking my chair over with me in it during Bingo. This elicited reactions of surprise and hilarity and some concern from my people. Also, one of my ladies has a Dr. Manon, which I find slightly hilarious. And Charlie told me he loved me and gave me a silly teddy bear holding a bouquet of roses. <3 Which was silly, but very sweet. And Bobby hit his head, so of course I kissed him and told him I hoped he would feel better, and he just wiggled his moustache at me. I love Bobby. And Rosemary and I talked for for-ever rather by accident. Then I hid in the breakroom and read Michael Crighton for two hours with a diet Coke, so I had my liquid osteoporosis for the week.
Speaking of medicine, Dr. Scary-Flaily decided that maybe the reason I've been getting so sad at night is because my meds are wearing off. We both acknowledged that this makes no sense whatsoever, and agreed that I should take ten mg in the morning and five mg in the afternoon. Being me, I'm now taking ten mg in the morning and periodically totally forgetting the afternoon dosage; so far no ill effects. Maybe I'm in the rare percentage of people made more depressed by their anti-depressants? Maybe I'm a hypochondriac.
Speaking of hypochondria, my x-rays finally came back, and my foot isn't broken, so I've decided to ignore it. I'll be going back to the gym again starting to-morrow.
I also started Anna Karenina. <333 And still haven't finished my SAT practise tests, and still can't figure out why I take Latin. Also in the process of typing this I seem to have ceased bleeding. Yay!
So I was entertaining at work. XD I fell down several times, including knocking my chair over with me in it during Bingo. This elicited reactions of surprise and hilarity and some concern from my people. Also, one of my ladies has a Dr. Manon, which I find slightly hilarious. And Charlie told me he loved me and gave me a silly teddy bear holding a bouquet of roses. <3 Which was silly, but very sweet. And Bobby hit his head, so of course I kissed him and told him I hoped he would feel better, and he just wiggled his moustache at me. I love Bobby. And Rosemary and I talked for for-ever rather by accident. Then I hid in the breakroom and read Michael Crighton for two hours with a diet Coke, so I had my liquid osteoporosis for the week.
Speaking of medicine, Dr. Scary-Flaily decided that maybe the reason I've been getting so sad at night is because my meds are wearing off. We both acknowledged that this makes no sense whatsoever, and agreed that I should take ten mg in the morning and five mg in the afternoon. Being me, I'm now taking ten mg in the morning and periodically totally forgetting the afternoon dosage; so far no ill effects. Maybe I'm in the rare percentage of people made more depressed by their anti-depressants? Maybe I'm a hypochondriac.
Speaking of hypochondria, my x-rays finally came back, and my foot isn't broken, so I've decided to ignore it. I'll be going back to the gym again starting to-morrow.
I also started Anna Karenina. <333 And still haven't finished my SAT practise tests, and still can't figure out why I take Latin. Also in the process of typing this I seem to have ceased bleeding. Yay!
