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Dizziness
Nervousness
Sleeplessness
Yesterday, I came home enamored of this product called Mucinex D. Those of you in the States have probably seen the gross commercial starting the ball of phlegm? Mucinex D is a recent version of the product, which was recommended to me. I woke up Wednesday morning with my voice half gone, my head totally congested to the point where my ears were beginning to plug up. The latter was a symptom of allergies that I put up with for two years. I remember being paranoid that I was going deaf, and would ask jadedcat, who was my roommate at the time, if she was hearing things I was not.
I took the recommended dose, which was two tablets, around lunch time. While the General Tsao's Chicken that I purchased from the nearby restaurant helped in the short term, by the time I left work at four p.m., my head was almost completely clear, and I'd gotten my voice back. Around ten or so lat night, I took another dose, figuring that ten hours in between doses was appropriate. I went to, preparing to possibly get up and go into work early.
I woke up around 1:30, 2:00 a.m. and never went back to sleep.
I was so disgusted with myself that I just got up and went to work at 7am. I'm still chugging a long, but I suspect that at this point, I'm running on fumes. I made sure to eat some chocolate around midday, because I didn't want to crash at work; I simply wanted to push off the inevitable until I was in more appropriate place. Somehow, over the last couple of hours, I've managed to clean my bathroom, scoop the litter box and vacuum the top floor of the house. I'd planned on getting more don before I collapsed, bu instead went with DK to ASL story hour. I normally don't understand much when I go; I was beginning to wind down as I sat there, trying to interpret a language I don't understand.
Dinner was hamburgers on the grill, baked beans and corn. Now that that's all done, I'm going to finish the bathroom, and probably collapse for the night. I think I've been awake long enough.
I suppose the main reason for my irritability today was the lack of sleep. Due to this accursed insomnia, I've only gotten two and a half hours of sleep in the past twenty four. I suspect, however, that no amount of sleep could completely erase the annoying spectacle that is C. C is on my team during the current project. She was in the same room I was in in the last project, so I am somewhat familiar with her. She has this apparent desire to contribute her opinion to everything, has to belabor points ad nauseum, and can't seem to grasp the fact that one doesn't have to like the rubric we use to evaluate documents, you just have to go along with it. There have been a couple of times where I have put in my two cents with the verbally stated intent of avoiding unnecessary discussion.
I always knew I found her irritating. I just didn't know how much she annoyed me until she returned after two weeks working on another project. It's against company policy to use cell phones in the individual rooms. A friendly source of chastisement is for someone to bring chocolate or some sort of candy for the room if their phone rings. Every single time someone's phone goes off, she's one of the idiots chiming "chocolate!" in that insipid, singsong voice of hers. I had gotten so used to not hearing people saying that, I think I got spoiled, alas. I wasn't expecting her back, and I was more than happy never to see her again. Funny how fate just trips you, then points and laughs.
It's hard, then, to know if she was more irritating than normal, if I was more sensitive than usual, or both. I wouldn't be surprised if it was door number three. Today anyone that wanted to get some extra hours could come in at seven and work until four, which is why I just forced myself to get up this morning and go into work. Normal hours for the day are from 8:15 to 4:00 pm. I got there at 7:20, and C came in about quarter to eight. For the next half hour, she bumbled around, coming back to her seat but never siting down, going to and fro in search of this or that, looking around, unashamedly nosy. She didn't work, she just moving around, finding something else to deal with, and not settling down. It wouldn't have bothered me in the least if her desk was not directly in front of mine; the team leader took the opportunity of her absence to move her to a new location her first day back on this project, because the twit talks to damn much. Later on in the morning, she decides she wants to be at her previous desk, which, curse that foul woman, is currently unoccupied. More the pity for the rest of us that the lady who normally sits there is out sick. She gets back into her old seat, no doubt distracted by the traffic passing back and forth in front of her desk. She sits down, and makes a ridiculous amount of noise arranging her pencils, calculator, etc. It was right behind me, so I could hear it all. I could hear every time she got up for more documents. Most of us would take up to ten or so packets, each of which could be filled with between one and six documents. This git takes one. She stands up and walks back with one envelope, processes that one envelop filled with one to six documents, then gets up and walks back to exchange it for one more envelope.
And she makes noises. At some point in her life, this silly bitch decided she really loved hard candy, and became determined to share her good news with the rest of the world. I have never heard someone suck on candy so loud in my life. I would get into a rhythm, and almost be able to tune her out when, schhhup! I successfully resisted the effort to tell her to "shut the fuck up, no one wants to hear your fucking candy slurping." She made that damn noise all day, and I finally moved back to the front table; even then, I could still hear her candy sucking and random comments on whatever it was she was reading at the time.
I wanted to shove my fist down her throat.
When she wasn't sucking on candy, she was eating peanuts. Even after changes in how documents were handled ended in the other two women taking the table I'd abandoned, I could still occasionally hear her. I mentioned to them that I couldn't hear her as easily as I did when I was sitting a table away from her, to which one of them said "schhhup! schhhup! lucky you." Apparently, I'm not the only one who finds her irritating. The other women on my team (which currently only consists of four people, not including the one out sick) can't stand her either. I have to say, I was spoiled with having a buffer between us. I wish that guy hadn't left the project. But, hey, vacation if you can afford it is certainly worth it. I'm not hatin'.
I'm thinking it's about time i hit the sack. I didn't get everything done that I'd planned to finish today, but I think I'm going to cut myself a break.
Tomorrow is a sex-toy slumber party at my friend LG's. Squee! I should be able to make it over to FNS later because they have dogs and my allergies are beating my ass, so I don't plan on spending the night unless I have alcohol.
Notes from the Basement
Happy belated birthday: elnigma, fabulist, stratfordbabe, userillusion and violachic.
Happy, happy birthday nsingman baby!
Speaking of birthdays, jadedcat, (my niece) KBV turned seventeen yesterday. I swear!
Nervousness
Sleeplessness
Yesterday, I came home enamored of this product called Mucinex D. Those of you in the States have probably seen the gross commercial starting the ball of phlegm? Mucinex D is a recent version of the product, which was recommended to me. I woke up Wednesday morning with my voice half gone, my head totally congested to the point where my ears were beginning to plug up. The latter was a symptom of allergies that I put up with for two years. I remember being paranoid that I was going deaf, and would ask jadedcat, who was my roommate at the time, if she was hearing things I was not.
I took the recommended dose, which was two tablets, around lunch time. While the General Tsao's Chicken that I purchased from the nearby restaurant helped in the short term, by the time I left work at four p.m., my head was almost completely clear, and I'd gotten my voice back. Around ten or so lat night, I took another dose, figuring that ten hours in between doses was appropriate. I went to, preparing to possibly get up and go into work early.
I woke up around 1:30, 2:00 a.m. and never went back to sleep.
I was so disgusted with myself that I just got up and went to work at 7am. I'm still chugging a long, but I suspect that at this point, I'm running on fumes. I made sure to eat some chocolate around midday, because I didn't want to crash at work; I simply wanted to push off the inevitable until I was in more appropriate place. Somehow, over the last couple of hours, I've managed to clean my bathroom, scoop the litter box and vacuum the top floor of the house. I'd planned on getting more don before I collapsed, bu instead went with DK to ASL story hour. I normally don't understand much when I go; I was beginning to wind down as I sat there, trying to interpret a language I don't understand.
Dinner was hamburgers on the grill, baked beans and corn. Now that that's all done, I'm going to finish the bathroom, and probably collapse for the night. I think I've been awake long enough.
I suppose the main reason for my irritability today was the lack of sleep. Due to this accursed insomnia, I've only gotten two and a half hours of sleep in the past twenty four. I suspect, however, that no amount of sleep could completely erase the annoying spectacle that is C. C is on my team during the current project. She was in the same room I was in in the last project, so I am somewhat familiar with her. She has this apparent desire to contribute her opinion to everything, has to belabor points ad nauseum, and can't seem to grasp the fact that one doesn't have to like the rubric we use to evaluate documents, you just have to go along with it. There have been a couple of times where I have put in my two cents with the verbally stated intent of avoiding unnecessary discussion.
I always knew I found her irritating. I just didn't know how much she annoyed me until she returned after two weeks working on another project. It's against company policy to use cell phones in the individual rooms. A friendly source of chastisement is for someone to bring chocolate or some sort of candy for the room if their phone rings. Every single time someone's phone goes off, she's one of the idiots chiming "chocolate!" in that insipid, singsong voice of hers. I had gotten so used to not hearing people saying that, I think I got spoiled, alas. I wasn't expecting her back, and I was more than happy never to see her again. Funny how fate just trips you, then points and laughs.
It's hard, then, to know if she was more irritating than normal, if I was more sensitive than usual, or both. I wouldn't be surprised if it was door number three. Today anyone that wanted to get some extra hours could come in at seven and work until four, which is why I just forced myself to get up this morning and go into work. Normal hours for the day are from 8:15 to 4:00 pm. I got there at 7:20, and C came in about quarter to eight. For the next half hour, she bumbled around, coming back to her seat but never siting down, going to and fro in search of this or that, looking around, unashamedly nosy. She didn't work, she just moving around, finding something else to deal with, and not settling down. It wouldn't have bothered me in the least if her desk was not directly in front of mine; the team leader took the opportunity of her absence to move her to a new location her first day back on this project, because the twit talks to damn much. Later on in the morning, she decides she wants to be at her previous desk, which, curse that foul woman, is currently unoccupied. More the pity for the rest of us that the lady who normally sits there is out sick. She gets back into her old seat, no doubt distracted by the traffic passing back and forth in front of her desk. She sits down, and makes a ridiculous amount of noise arranging her pencils, calculator, etc. It was right behind me, so I could hear it all. I could hear every time she got up for more documents. Most of us would take up to ten or so packets, each of which could be filled with between one and six documents. This git takes one. She stands up and walks back with one envelope, processes that one envelop filled with one to six documents, then gets up and walks back to exchange it for one more envelope.
And she makes noises. At some point in her life, this silly bitch decided she really loved hard candy, and became determined to share her good news with the rest of the world. I have never heard someone suck on candy so loud in my life. I would get into a rhythm, and almost be able to tune her out when, schhhup! I successfully resisted the effort to tell her to "shut the fuck up, no one wants to hear your fucking candy slurping." She made that damn noise all day, and I finally moved back to the front table; even then, I could still hear her candy sucking and random comments on whatever it was she was reading at the time.
I wanted to shove my fist down her throat.
When she wasn't sucking on candy, she was eating peanuts. Even after changes in how documents were handled ended in the other two women taking the table I'd abandoned, I could still occasionally hear her. I mentioned to them that I couldn't hear her as easily as I did when I was sitting a table away from her, to which one of them said "schhhup! schhhup! lucky you." Apparently, I'm not the only one who finds her irritating. The other women on my team (which currently only consists of four people, not including the one out sick) can't stand her either. I have to say, I was spoiled with having a buffer between us. I wish that guy hadn't left the project. But, hey, vacation if you can afford it is certainly worth it. I'm not hatin'.
I'm thinking it's about time i hit the sack. I didn't get everything done that I'd planned to finish today, but I think I'm going to cut myself a break.
Tomorrow is a sex-toy slumber party at my friend LG's. Squee! I should be able to make it over to FNS later because they have dogs and my allergies are beating my ass, so I don't plan on spending the night unless I have alcohol.
Notes from the Basement
Happy belated birthday: elnigma, fabulist, stratfordbabe, userillusion and violachic.
Happy, happy birthday nsingman baby!
Speaking of birthdays, jadedcat, (my niece) KBV turned seventeen yesterday. I swear!