Last night was fun!
Jan. 15th, 2004 09:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
angelakMy forearm tendon feels weird because of MARK. Ouch. I guess he strained it last night in some Aikido move.
*sighs* Slow morning, it feels as though the day will be pretty high and dry of work. We have it down to 2 PC helps pending, those of which are pending anyway so there is no work to be done in that regard. So yes, yesterday was relatively busy enough, but today is now work on ration.
Tim and I were messing with the city website, etc etc.
So sleepy. Stayed up too late last night. But I really wanted to hang out with Stephen, and Mark and Jen were a fun addition. A crazy addition, but a fun one. We went to Azteca and talked and goofed off. Then we went to Stephen’s house. We met his room mates and goofed off. It was comfy in that couch. Right now, I am fantasizing about how soft and comfy the couch is… envisioning curling up into a ball and going to sleep. I don’t want to be here.
Stupidly, being focused on the horrid stomach ache I seemed to have all day yesterday [it still has not gone away]… I forgot to go update the Mayor’s laptop like I was planning on doing after 4PM…
Bleh. So anyway. That makes me mad because I was bent on not forgetting. I wonder if I should just take some sick leave and go home, because this stomach ache is not as bad as yesterday, but it is not subsiding. Although, I don’t want to deal with Steve. I was upset with him about the dishes and the house cleaning, and he seemed to only defensively throw excuses at me as I vented to him.
*shrugs* So… yesterday was so much fun I was very happy. Today I am just bleh. Chris didn’t get mad or anything, but I get more angry at myself when I am absent minded or forgetful than anyone else. I hate it. My memory is undyingly faulty… I never drank or did drugs, and here I seem to have lousy short term memory. Great reward from abstaining.
I want to see Stephen again. *sighs* My motivation this week is the level of a mud puddle vs. that of an Olympic swimming pool. It’s just lacking! Normally I am totally into my job and everything about it. It’s really my passion. But this week… is just not my week. I condemn myself repeatedly for not being perfect. I have no excuse to forget things.
If my heart were in things, generally I do more work to make up for any mistakes I make so I don’t beat myself up. Today, I just feel like curling up and shutting the world out. There’s nothing to be really sad about. I made arrangement to finish working on the Mayor’s machine and all… I just feel like crap. Perhaps I should just stick it out a few more hours and then go home. I don’t know.
And I am supposed to do energy work tonight. I don’t know if I have it in me! I have been looking forward to this for this whole month…. I WILL feel better by then…one way or the other… riiight?
-Angela
*sighs* Slow morning, it feels as though the day will be pretty high and dry of work. We have it down to 2 PC helps pending, those of which are pending anyway so there is no work to be done in that regard. So yes, yesterday was relatively busy enough, but today is now work on ration.
Tim and I were messing with the city website, etc etc.
So sleepy. Stayed up too late last night. But I really wanted to hang out with Stephen, and Mark and Jen were a fun addition. A crazy addition, but a fun one. We went to Azteca and talked and goofed off. Then we went to Stephen’s house. We met his room mates and goofed off. It was comfy in that couch. Right now, I am fantasizing about how soft and comfy the couch is… envisioning curling up into a ball and going to sleep. I don’t want to be here.
Stupidly, being focused on the horrid stomach ache I seemed to have all day yesterday [it still has not gone away]… I forgot to go update the Mayor’s laptop like I was planning on doing after 4PM…
Bleh. So anyway. That makes me mad because I was bent on not forgetting. I wonder if I should just take some sick leave and go home, because this stomach ache is not as bad as yesterday, but it is not subsiding. Although, I don’t want to deal with Steve. I was upset with him about the dishes and the house cleaning, and he seemed to only defensively throw excuses at me as I vented to him.
*shrugs* So… yesterday was so much fun I was very happy. Today I am just bleh. Chris didn’t get mad or anything, but I get more angry at myself when I am absent minded or forgetful than anyone else. I hate it. My memory is undyingly faulty… I never drank or did drugs, and here I seem to have lousy short term memory. Great reward from abstaining.
I want to see Stephen again. *sighs* My motivation this week is the level of a mud puddle vs. that of an Olympic swimming pool. It’s just lacking! Normally I am totally into my job and everything about it. It’s really my passion. But this week… is just not my week. I condemn myself repeatedly for not being perfect. I have no excuse to forget things.
If my heart were in things, generally I do more work to make up for any mistakes I make so I don’t beat myself up. Today, I just feel like curling up and shutting the world out. There’s nothing to be really sad about. I made arrangement to finish working on the Mayor’s machine and all… I just feel like crap. Perhaps I should just stick it out a few more hours and then go home. I don’t know.
And I am supposed to do energy work tonight. I don’t know if I have it in me! I have been looking forward to this for this whole month…. I WILL feel better by then…one way or the other… riiight?
-Angela
