It's probably dehydration.
Feeling cranky, groggy, headachey, ill in a non-specific sort of way, and generally discontent with the world.
I was scheduled to go in to the lab today "around lunchtime" to show Mary Jo my progress with my resume/cover letter/powerpoint. I'd done some, and mostly finished the powerpoint, ish, but wasn't too excited about the prospect. Besides, Mary Jo was in SUCH a piss-poor mood last week, I was really rather hesitant to go back in there.
But I did anyway. Dawdled probably longer than I should have, but whatever, I got there a little after 1.
The lab is deserted. I see that over my name on the calendar, which says "Erin - lunch", Mary Jo has written "12:00". Well, sure, maybe that's when lunch starts, but damned if I ever said I'd be there when lunch STARTED.
Anyway, she's not there, and I REALLY don't feel like running all around the zoo looking for someone with a radio who'd deign to call her for me. I put my powerpoint on her flash drive, write a note, and prepare to leave.
As I'm leaving a keeper comes in. Now I realize I have no choice but to at least TRY to contact her, so I ask if he'd call her on the radio. He does. And I find out that she has left early today.
Well, goddamn balls. So I trucked my sorry lazy ass out here for absolutely NO good damn reason, while feeling sick and cranky and generally displeased with myself and the world. Great. Awesome.
I write a new note - polite, I promise - and gtfo.
On the max home I decide to go over to the Good Will on Burnside - it's not too far out of my way and I still really REALLY need pants. Better than going to the Value Village on 82nd anyway. The day was salvaged when I found some TOTALLY BOMB PANTS for three dollars and fifty cents. Booyah! They're cute and functional, cargo pants that are baggy at the bottom and JUST snug enough on the hips, thighs, and bum, with plenty of pockets, durable enough to get some good farm work out of them. And they were half off - only $7 to begin with and now only $3.50. Hard to argue with that.
The wind sounds lovely through the just-starting-to-dry-for-autumn leaves. Unfortunately, I still feel grouchy and sick and underslept and headachey and just generally displeased with my state of being. I should drink some water.
I was scheduled to go in to the lab today "around lunchtime" to show Mary Jo my progress with my resume/cover letter/powerpoint. I'd done some, and mostly finished the powerpoint, ish, but wasn't too excited about the prospect. Besides, Mary Jo was in SUCH a piss-poor mood last week, I was really rather hesitant to go back in there.
But I did anyway. Dawdled probably longer than I should have, but whatever, I got there a little after 1.
The lab is deserted. I see that over my name on the calendar, which says "Erin - lunch", Mary Jo has written "12:00". Well, sure, maybe that's when lunch starts, but damned if I ever said I'd be there when lunch STARTED.
Anyway, she's not there, and I REALLY don't feel like running all around the zoo looking for someone with a radio who'd deign to call her for me. I put my powerpoint on her flash drive, write a note, and prepare to leave.
As I'm leaving a keeper comes in. Now I realize I have no choice but to at least TRY to contact her, so I ask if he'd call her on the radio. He does. And I find out that she has left early today.
Well, goddamn balls. So I trucked my sorry lazy ass out here for absolutely NO good damn reason, while feeling sick and cranky and generally displeased with myself and the world. Great. Awesome.
I write a new note - polite, I promise - and gtfo.
On the max home I decide to go over to the Good Will on Burnside - it's not too far out of my way and I still really REALLY need pants. Better than going to the Value Village on 82nd anyway. The day was salvaged when I found some TOTALLY BOMB PANTS for three dollars and fifty cents. Booyah! They're cute and functional, cargo pants that are baggy at the bottom and JUST snug enough on the hips, thighs, and bum, with plenty of pockets, durable enough to get some good farm work out of them. And they were half off - only $7 to begin with and now only $3.50. Hard to argue with that.
The wind sounds lovely through the just-starting-to-dry-for-autumn leaves. Unfortunately, I still feel grouchy and sick and underslept and headachey and just generally displeased with my state of being. I should drink some water.