Bugger. No hot bath for me tonight. Despite asking DH not to run the dishwasher until I was done, he started it without checking with me. So bye-bye hot water.

I'm more upset about this than I should be.

Aw, Suzi, that sucks. You were looking forward to it - it's bummed-out-worthy.

Also, dude, they've given me this Mission: Impossible shit to access documents on the Major Pharmaceutical Company server. It's a SecurID doohickey that changes six-digit numbers every six or eight minutes. Those six digits plus four other digits comprise the password.

I used to work at a place that had those. We played poker with them. The smarter developers wrote some formulas for figuring hands with 6 numbers.

They discontinued using them after a couple years, to everyone's relief.

Dinner last night was great, really awesome to see my friend again, and her husband was very cool. Mal, however, was the Three-Foot Antichrist. Good throwing arm on that kid.

I'm more upset about this than I should be.

I'd be mutherfarking PISSED.

Suzi, I agree with Nora. "Bummed" might be ok if you hadn't asked him before he turned on the dishwasher.

Hmm. I wasn't attempting to downgrade your level of pissed-offness by saying "bummed." I hope it didn't come across that way to you, Suzi. If so, I apologize.

ION, I got three hours of sleep, and, really? That's just not enough. Blergh.

And I said, "I've never said anything like that." And she just went on thinking what she thinks.

PC, hon, at some point I think you're just going to have to accept that this is the way it's going to be, at least for the next little while. Maybe some years down the line when she's more used to thinking of you as an adult, but for now, this is just what it is. And you need, for your own health and happiness, to try to find a way to disengage. Find a place in your brain where you can detach. Pick a funny song to hum whenever these sorts of conversations arise. Something.

As others have said, you can't change how she thinks. You can't change how she behaves. All you can do is change how it affects you. And that's not necessarily going to be easy, but you need to find a way.

Well, I've upgraded my personal bummed to pissed this morning as my shoulder is all tight again and I can't help but think the bath would have helped extend the work the massuse did. Sure, I could have stayed up late and waited for the hot water heater to refill, but sleep is hard enough for me, don't want to cut into my prime sleeping hours either.

So, now I'm at work with a ton of online stuff to do. My right shoulder feels as though it is pulled a few inches higher than my left. Yes, I'm trying to take lots of stretch breaks, but this report HAS to get finished today. Fuck me.

I woke up in a completely foul mood. Cranky kids, snotty noses, headache. I wish I could crawl back into bed and not come out for three days.

Since that isn't going to happen, I'm going to try to find something caffeinated in the kitchen.

{{JenP}} Just because.

Ok, so, anyone have any opinion on how accurate the calorie counts on nutrition labels are? Last couple days, I've been keeping a log of what I eat, and making a note of the calories from the labels. Then yesterday I found what looked to be a neat site where I could track what I eat, and have it generate a report on how healthy my diet is - [link] It's estimate of how many calories I consume is off by several hundred from my estimate. So is it more likely that the labels on the foods I take in are somehow fudging things to make 'em look better to the consumer OR is that website wacky and way off?