Feb. 13th, 2002
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Feb. 13th, 2002 08:51 amExcitement aside, I still feel sorta crappy. I fell on the way to work today...was trying to walk up the hill to Rite Aid to by myself some tissues for my desk and now my back hurts. I also am annoyed b/c I don't feel up to going to the press conference today, and I had really wanted to go and help out. Considering I almost didn't come in today at all, I think I'd not be much help to anyone. My boss told me to go home if I feel particularly wonky, but we'll see. I'm going to do my best to stick it out.
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Feb. 13th, 2002 08:51 amExcitement aside, I still feel sorta crappy. I fell on the way to work today...was trying to walk up the hill to Rite Aid to by myself some tissues for my desk and now my back hurts. I also am annoyed b/c I don't feel up to going to the press conference today, and I had really wanted to go and help out. Considering I almost didn't come in today at all, I think I'd not be much help to anyone. My boss told me to go home if I feel particularly wonky, but we'll see. I'm going to do my best to stick it out.
I feel so guilty. I'm nauseous and feeling AWFULL, so I'm going home. But I still feel SO guilty for leaving. Never mind that I felt like I was going to keel over at the press conference, and fell asleep in the back of the car on the way back to the office. Never mind that I feel too weak to take the bus home. I still feel guilty.
I feel so guilty. I'm nauseous and feeling AWFULL, so I'm going home. But I still feel SO guilty for leaving. Never mind that I felt like I was going to keel over at the press conference, and fell asleep in the back of the car on the way back to the office. Never mind that I feel too weak to take the bus home. I still feel guilty.
Because I am still stuck with this stupid cold, tomorrow, Evil Thursday, will be spent feeling sorry for myself, watching sad bastard movies, listening to sad bastard music, drinking tea :P, and generally feeling sorry for my sad self. Fucking valentines day. I can't even get stinking drunk like you're supposed to when you're single and miserable. *sigh* And I didn't even remember to buy a fly swatter to carry around and tell people it's for cupid.
God Hates Me.
God Hates Me.
Because I am still stuck with this stupid cold, tomorrow, Evil Thursday, will be spent feeling sorry for myself, watching sad bastard movies, listening to sad bastard music, drinking tea :P, and generally feeling sorry for my sad self. Fucking valentines day. I can't even get stinking drunk like you're supposed to when you're single and miserable. *sigh* And I didn't even remember to buy a fly swatter to carry around and tell people it's for cupid.
God Hates Me.
God Hates Me.

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