Gaaaaaaaaaah...
Working a double shift after a night of insomnia? Oddly enough, not all that fun. Add cramps and jackass coworkers into the mix, and there's even less fun.
Well, okay, so only ONE truly jackass coworker at this point, but how much jackassery does anyone really want to deal with in the average day?
Also, Bella the Not-So-Wonder Dog has managed to once again land herself in the vet with an obstructed bowel due to eating shit that's not actual food. I swear to god, the dog has pica.
Admittedly, given that the object in question is cloth and not a corncob that's turned sideways, we do have high hopes for the enemas to push it on through without surgery, but any good thoughts would certainly be appreciated.
At least I've gone to a higher dose of meds without any unpleasantness and I've got a novel-outline to plot, so that's keeping me in a relatively good mental place.
Anyway, back to work for me. (fights urge to swear loudly as that would certainly cause many odd looks)Here's hoping the lot of you are dealing with a minimum of jackassery and drama.
Well, okay, so only ONE truly jackass coworker at this point, but how much jackassery does anyone really want to deal with in the average day?
Also, Bella the Not-So-Wonder Dog has managed to once again land herself in the vet with an obstructed bowel due to eating shit that's not actual food. I swear to god, the dog has pica.
Admittedly, given that the object in question is cloth and not a corncob that's turned sideways, we do have high hopes for the enemas to push it on through without surgery, but any good thoughts would certainly be appreciated.
At least I've gone to a higher dose of meds without any unpleasantness and I've got a novel-outline to plot, so that's keeping me in a relatively good mental place.
Anyway, back to work for me. (fights urge to swear loudly as that would certainly cause many odd looks)Here's hoping the lot of you are dealing with a minimum of jackassery and drama.