I am an epic fuckup. Maybe this is because of the large chunk of this morning I spent awake (2:30->~4:30), but when I drive to work, I take my meds at work, just in case there is a wooze factor. I did make sure I had the right meds in the case--I just didn't make sure the case was in my BAG.
So I have no meds, and it's not like I can choose withdrawal (go withdrawal!), so sometime after the second missed dose (lunchtime) I will need to go home. Which is...I was expecting my ankle to cave around then anyway, so...but in the meanwhile, everything hurts, and I am exhausted.
You are not an epic fuckup. I can't believe you can brain at all, with all you are dealing with!
I just had a relatively successful meeting I was a little worried about, and then forgot about until 5 minutes prior! Good thing I did all the prep last week.
I forgot my snack too. Do I go downstairs and buy something and avoid taking calls for another fifteen minutes (and remove the ice pack), or...some days are less independent and adult than others.
At least I programmed my tablet to not make noise when it's face down at work. Woo hoo!
ita, what Jesse said.
I need to go to the bank because I have a certified check to deposit and apparently I need to interact with a human to do that.
I'm trying to prepare for a work summit next week. I'm making slides and attempting to herd cats. I just have to keep reminding myself that it will over soon, and that I have two weeks to write a leadership report on it, and then Maui.
I found rice wrappers at the grocery store yesterday, so tonight for dinner I'm going to attempt making vegetarian Vietnamese spring rolls.
oh ita, I'm sorry! What a morning.
My new supervisor just asked me to "bare with her." I was *thisclose* to telling her I don't know her well enough.
Honestly Amy, I don't know whether to commend your restraint or berate you for passing up a golden opportunity.
homonyms are the bain (!) of my existence. but that's why I double check when I send out formal email messages.
the part where I hate everything? yeah that.
moons ago when I felt I could deal with things, I would have just said, ok work people, I will just take charge....but I don't wanna take charge and whatnot. I DO NOT WANNA. still I may be forced to since there seems to be a truckload of passive aggressive power playing going on, and that is a dangerous game when said player is often wronger than a wrong thing.
Sharing: [link] The fb blurb amuses me:
A man and his best friend went into space. And broke the Hubble Space Telescope. This is their story.
I'm finding spelling mistakes/typos on live websites (of ours at work). One of them? The "serach" button.
I'm wearing a sparkly beaded bracelet that I bought at DragonCon. It has a magnet clasp, which makes it super easy to put on, but it also means that I'm randomly finding myself stuck to metal things today.
