smonster they are and it's nice to have pretty things. Which is not to say I don't have pretty things it's just...

I dont' really have space in my room and since I'm living with Mom - well the living space has her things. Also we don't really have the same taste. But she loved the bowls. So they'll be in the kitchen where they can be seen and it will make me feel like this a bit more like I live here and it's not just temporary but I'll be here longer than I originally thought.

I think I took Tramadol when my tooth was extracted --I pretty much slept while I was on it or when I was awake just zoned out.

I could've used some tramadol today. I just had an intra-uterine biopsy and fuck, that hurt worse than when I broke my arm.

I would like to be a man in my next life. Lady parts are a pain.

The results from the first test for the scary thing came back okay, not that I was worried... I'll get the results from today's scary-thing test at the next appointment, but the doctor said it looked fine and she didn't expect bad news, so I am officially Not Worried.

Just cramping like a sonuvabeech.

Glad the scary test came back okay. Hope the pain recedes quickly Zen.

Thanks, askye.

I'm in a rambly mood today - so I go back tomorrow to get my filling.. filed down or whatever they do to fix when there is too much. I put it off but I can't any more because it's starting to hurt that one tooth that gets all the pressure.

Also I rearranged my room and put the computer in the closest. Because of my inability to judge spatial stuff it doesn't fit like I thought it would but it's still good. Gives me more floor space and the side of the closet gives me more privacy.

I've been bothered by my computer chair not being comfortable but I've realized that lots of places I've been sitting are uncomfortable it feels like my bones are grinding against .. I guess the seat or whatever is under the padding but that can't possibly be true.

Oh, god, my colposcopy, where they have to open things up to peer inside. I don't know if that was worse than having my sinuses packed or not, but I vote to never doing either ever again.

I've been having gritchy, jittery, free-floating anxiety for several days ("free-floating" as in, no specific thing set it off, which is annoying as hell). Activity seems to diffuse it (I don't mean "defuse," just to be clear), so I'm going to go take a walk. I should be working, but this gritchy jitteriness won't let me concentrate.

Calm~ma, Teppy. I just hate everyone today, and I should be packing because we're going to Mom's this weekend.

In less whiny news, Amazon sent me a 5 lb box of hot chocolate instead of the Christmas lights I ordered, and told me to keep it at no cost. So, I brought it to the library and told them to keep it for their break room, which made my friends there very happy. And I just had a George Eliot graphic that was in the NYT's book review laminated because it makes me happy and I wanted to keep it.