Entries from March 2007

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Lazy Sunday….

A day that began with the cure for a non-existent headache.
No scheduled anything. No meetings, no family thing, nothing.
An entire day to myself.
I like feeling that I can do anything I want.
I am so overwhelmed by all this free time I don’t know what to do.
I have a fun [...]

Friday, March 16, 2007

Misery and No Company

I seem to have difficulty running out of tears these days. My eyes never get tired of squeezing them out.
It’s mostly very lonely.
The job makes me so sad. Sometimes it really hurts to get up and go to work for a 66 year old man who throws tantrums (think tossing folders and chucking [...]

Thursday, March 15, 2007

What’s a conundrum?

I don’t even know if I spelled that right. My boss has a new word. He’s been saying conundrum a lot since Monday. He likes to pretend he’s smart and he reads good stuff and he knows big words. But he says shit a lot and he uses the word cool to describe anything. I [...]

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Are you growing a second nose?

I have a huge pimple growing on the tip of my nose. It really hurts. So much so that I am careful when scratching my nose or washing my face.
So this was one of the things I missed as an adolescent. This new growth on my face is proof of my being the genuine [...]

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Chaos Fairies Upon Me

Yesterday I rode a cab to work. (but that was only because I came to work late because I stayed til 11:30pm the night before working on some crap things my boss conveniently FORGOT to tell me he needed the next morning..)
I was so close to my stop. It was a go, and the cab [...]

Friday, March 9, 2007

Baby Chaos

babychaos Says:
March 9th, 2007 at 7:55 pm
You know, I keep wondering if I’m pregnant but having periods so I reckon feeling like that, not being sure it’s empty, must be something we all go through. It takes a long time, don’t be afraid of that, be patient with yourself. You will move on but it [...]

Thursday, March 8, 2007

Must Avoid Funerals

My Uncle (my mother’s older brother) died last week and I had to attend his wake. (I don’t see why we still call it a wake when his insides have been torn out by the undertaker and there is no hope of him ever waking up again.)
Bad. Idea.
 A lady came up to me and said: [...]