The gym is changing me. I actually have started getting up earlier so I can go in before work. Of course, I'm only doing three machines so I'm not getting in a soppy, sweaty mess, plus I live in a cubicle without much face-to-face interaction, so no one can quibble too much. I don't spend a lot of time on my morning ritual, unlike the girl in the locker room who was preparing her hair implements when I got there and was still in the process of arranging each strand on her head when I was finished working out and went back to change.

Huh? You aren't the guest.

Yeah, I'm actually not there. V forgot that he asked me and that I had said no problem and got a different guest. I found out when I asked him for details yesterday a few hours after I posted that.

that's a great quiz Vortex. Schools should have those on some sort of academic resources page: "Not Sure? Take this Quiz."

yeah, I think so. I've been considering writing on plagiarism for a while now, with a focus on societal issues/pressures, etc. Also, there's some interesting stuff going right now with economists and how they don't have a code of ethics.

do eeet.

Tomorrow I have an intake appointment with a dietician, Wednesday my first PT appointment, and Thursday the follow up with the hematologist. I'm working on not going into complete panic mode.

Why are you panicking? This all sounds good and helpful and all that stuff. Annoying and timeconsuming, but positive nonetheless.

Thank you, Vortex and Maria. Posts marked. He did misunderstand the assignment, and is going to write something else tonight.

Y'all, it is One of Those Days. Three called in this morning, one b/c he had literally clotheslined himself and cut his head open*. The complicated rail we worked on for hours disappeared and had to be redone, my best helper had to go pick his sick kid up from school, someone snapped the tip off my 1" chisel, and so on and so forth.

* he ran out of a friend's house in the rain and into a clothesline pole. Why yes, this would be the one with ADHD.

Why are you panicking? This all sounds good and helpful and all that stuff. Annoying and timeconsuming, but positive nonetheless.

I really hate doctors. Probably too much time spent with them as a kid, just having all of these appointments even if they're not technically bad appointments, is extremely stressful for me. Plus new people. Plus there is the chance that the weight clinic people are going to tell me to eat nothing but steamed veggies, egg whites, and grilled chicken, which would be bad because I will probably laugh in their faces.

smonster, I'm sorry. I hope your day improves.

Job~ma for Amy's DH.

All right, I am officially wearing my crankypants. I'm at the point where all the little things are getting to me. And I nearly took a cow-irker's head off - he came in, started in the middle of a conversation, and then started going through the papers on my desk without asking me about them. Turned out he thought the papers on my desk were some papers he'd left somewhere else. Admittedly, he isn't the sharpest knife in the drawer - heck, he isn't the sharpest spoon in the drawer - but you'd think anyone would (a) start at the beginning of the conversation (b) ask before rummaging through someone else's desk and/or (c) when I asked what he wanted just come out and tell me, instead of continuing with the conversation he was in the middle of. grr

Toddson, being angry about that shit isn't a symptom of having crankypants. Even saying what you think about it to the jerkwad who did it isn't wearing crankypants. It might be the cause of wearing them, but day-um that's crossing some boundaries on his part, not yours.