Feb 23, 2015 17:35
I started feeling fucked up and weird this afternoon. I kept snacking on stuff because I thought I might be hungry or having a blood sugar issue of some sort. It wasn't until 3 PM that I realized I never took my pill that I usually take around 9 AM. Whoops. I took it when I got home, but I don't know how much it'll screw me up if I try to take another one in.. 16 hours rather than the every 24 hour schedule I'm supposed to be on.
I'm trying to think about what I want to talk about. I am very out of practice at livejournaling. I have a hard time convincing myself that my day to day routine is worth devoting much thought to, never mind communicating those thoughts to other people.
I work, I do some dumb chores occasionally, and I hang around watching Netflix or playing games.
I guess in light of James' post and struggle with being unemployed, I should say that I appreciate having my job. In most respects, I like it. I like my coworkers and I like (most of) my clients. It's pretty varied, I get to move around a bit and have some control over my schedule. The drawback is that the pay is really pretty awful considering the expectations they have of their employees. I'm supposed to meet monthly productivity standards and it has been a real challenge for me to do it. Last month I missed it and I got the last warning they give before potential disciplinary action.
I need to be better at creating work, I guess.