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.

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.

Ah, I get it. I wish you strength, then, and that it be as comfortable as possible for you.

Man, today is only marginally less bad than yesterday, and that's *only* because, today, I haven't been diagnosed with an STI. Yet. (I am still waiting on lab results from the various stuff I gave them.) (Well, in theory they're only testing for a UTI, but the way the week is shaping up, I'll probably end up diagnosed with Flaming Prostate or something.)

Seriously. There are 3 people in my department of 5 who are out today; 2 of them are out all week. So I'm doing their jobs as well as my own. And then incompetent!boss asked me seriously if we would be able to meet a deadline for a schedule that he created on the assumption that everyone would be here all week. I laughed at him.

Ok I joined words with friends! I'm mearagirl--who wants to play? Im bored at jury duty.

Jury duty is an exercise in boredom (and I hate exercise).

Last time I was on jury duty I ende up on a two week trial and re-read the whole Diana Gabaldon series, that's how much free time I ended up with.