I've been getting weepy over fanfic (um... Snape/Hagrid fic if you must know *hides face*) for the past three or four days, and this morning I got tears in my eyes over something to do with my thermos. It's going to the music festival with Eor and I have to go to work. Between that and my tetchiness last night I began to think there might be something wrong with me. Last night I was chilled and hungry for a long time, but mainly I was SO tired. And I've been awfully tired for a few days.

Then I recalled that it's Sunday and I needed to pull off the patch I've worn for the past week, and that this one is the last of three. Oh yeah. One does tend to get tired and tetchy and weepy at that time of the month, huh? Damn, I'm 41 and I still haven't got the hang of this.

Time for some coffee, with lots of chocolate.

Oh, and I'm getting a zit on my nose despite having washed carefully with a special facial cleanser twice every day for the past week, paying special attention to my nose.
It must be a good music festival - Eor's not home, yet.

I'm both kind of pleased - assuming he's having a good time and not freezing, I have a little more time to myself to unwind from work, which is okay. So, now I should go do dishes and make dinner and be productive, and NOT read. I took chicken out to thaw, though there's not much in that package and if I thaw the next package there will be too much. Hm.

I realized near the end of the day today that tomorrow there are only two people off, so, hypothetically I could have asked for the day off. I realized AFTER I got home that Eor actually has the day off tomorrow. I know I knew that before, but if I'd remembered that WHILE I was at work I'd have actually followed through and asked for the day off. So. Hm. I guess I could call in sick tomorrow. I know they don't need me.

Yes, I do turn on all the lights when I'm alone at night. I really don't particularly like being anywhere alone at night. I'm a big wuss. I'll go do dishes, now.
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