Don't some mother animals reject their offspring for various reasons? Including human mothers? What's the point of that sentence?
Yeah, that's a stupid sentence.
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Don't some mother animals reject their offspring for various reasons? Including human mothers? What's the point of that sentence?
Yeah, that's a stupid sentence.
I feel like ass and I am trying to power through, but low-level depression is eating me from the inside. I hate everything.
Oh hai. Although I'm not trying that hard.
I feel like ass and I am trying to power through, but low-level depression is eating me from the inside. I hate everything.
Oh hai. Although I'm not trying that hard.
I'm not either. And my boss hates me.
I also think lots of reptiles, virtually all fish and invertebrates, and some birds like cuckoos would beg to differ as a species.
I plowed through paperwork yesterday in the hopes that I could train on dispatch today, but it is raining and all jobs cancelled. So now there is very little for me to do.
I do have personal calls I could make: Dr, dentist, eye dr.
And I could clear out and organize the supply cabinets, possibly emptying the bookshelf in my office so I could remove it.
SO much effort though.
I'm a 47 year old woman who just had poptarts for breakfast because that was what was in the vending machines, and sometimes getting myself up, dressed, and fed before work is just one thing too many.
Make one call, msbelle!
ok, I made one call. no resolution, but a message left.
I was supposed to have fasting bloodwork done soon after my annual exam in APRIL. that did not so much happen, so now I need to see if the lab order will still be ready if I show up next week.
I'm a 47 year old woman who just had poptarts for breakfast because that was what was in the vending machines, and sometimes getting myself up, dressed, and fed before work is just one thing too many.
You are so not alone. I'm a 50 year old woman who had chips and dip for breakfast because that was the thing that required the least effort. No one at the office needs to know I haven't managed to get showered and properly dressed yet. I can't quit this job ever, because any other job would require me to be up and dressed and fed and at the office by a specific time in the morning, and I don't think I can do that anymore.
STEEL CUT, FOUR PORTIONS AT A TIME, MADE IN THE EVENING.
My CIO just said "Bull...bull...bull poopie." She's mad.