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I am desperately waiting to receive to very very important e-mails. What the fuck, man? I wish people would be a tad more efficient on the replying to steph's important inquiries front.
Do my e-mails have a "non-urgent-don't bother-keep her hanging" label I'm unaware of? Maaaan- so frustrating. Especially with my pseudo boss.
I am working the election- woo hoo. I just remembered I still need to register as a voter. Gotta get on that.
Today Robin, who slept over, asked if I'd lost weight and got treated to a 10 minute defensive rant on my part. It's just something I can't explain easily and always feel like people are accusing me of eating disorders when they ask. I am "trying" to gain weight but I don't want to just sit on my ass and eat cake or something. The whole "max out on good fats and protein" thing did nothing. I want to gain muscle so I don't have a flat bum and look all scrawny like. Anyway, at this point I'm more concerned with other medical issues and maybe everything ties together anyway. I just of course hope so much that I'm not sick in any big or scary way.
The piano in this room is too loud. I don't enjoy it when people play because it sounds like hammering on my ears- violent.
I think I am skipping knitting tonight. I was toying with the idea anyway and then I forgot my knitting at home so...
something has to go in all these "things to do" once in a while.
GRAD PHOTOS today... in my mom's blouse and my earring attached with sticky tac. Posing- weird...
Do my e-mails have a "non-urgent-don't bother-keep her hanging" label I'm unaware of? Maaaan- so frustrating. Especially with my pseudo boss.
I am working the election- woo hoo. I just remembered I still need to register as a voter. Gotta get on that.
Today Robin, who slept over, asked if I'd lost weight and got treated to a 10 minute defensive rant on my part. It's just something I can't explain easily and always feel like people are accusing me of eating disorders when they ask. I am "trying" to gain weight but I don't want to just sit on my ass and eat cake or something. The whole "max out on good fats and protein" thing did nothing. I want to gain muscle so I don't have a flat bum and look all scrawny like. Anyway, at this point I'm more concerned with other medical issues and maybe everything ties together anyway. I just of course hope so much that I'm not sick in any big or scary way.
The piano in this room is too loud. I don't enjoy it when people play because it sounds like hammering on my ears- violent.
I think I am skipping knitting tonight. I was toying with the idea anyway and then I forgot my knitting at home so...
something has to go in all these "things to do" once in a while.
GRAD PHOTOS today... in my mom's blouse and my earring attached with sticky tac. Posing- weird...