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Oh how I wish I were at home. I got about 4 hours of sleep last night. After some poor food choices (leftover Chinese for lunch, pizza for dinner, and fries for a late night snack) my body decided to revolt against me. I spent the majority of the evening on the bathroom floor begging for death. Finally I managed to get rid of whatever was bothering me (along with everything else I had eaten that day). Seriously, I think pizza came out of my nose. I know. It's gross. But it's my journal so deal.
So needless to say I'm feeling less than myself today. I've decided to let Natasha fly solo from now on and have retired to my old desk and some tiny little Dell. I've spent the morning updating my resume (had lots of rep to add to it after this summer, not to mention it still had my maiden name and Athens address on it), and surfing the web. Looking at People.com, yahoo movies, you name it. It's funny. I forgot about all the little things that bothered me about this desk. I've spend the entire morning listening to Pam talk on the phone about how someone had the nerve to bring string beans to the church picnic and how someone else doesn't dress their children appropriately for church. Seriously, two hourse worth of conversations (bitch fests) have revolved around these two topics. However, I can only hear a faint whisper of Gale's music which I guess is the trade off.
I have a feeling this week is going to go by VERY slowly. I have little to nothing to do. Mostly just answer any questions that Natasha has. Luckily she's doing very well and doesn't have many. It's just going to be one of those weeks when I spend my mornings counting down the minutes until noon and my afternoons counting down the minutes until 5pm.
So needless to say I'm feeling less than myself today. I've decided to let Natasha fly solo from now on and have retired to my old desk and some tiny little Dell. I've spent the morning updating my resume (had lots of rep to add to it after this summer, not to mention it still had my maiden name and Athens address on it), and surfing the web. Looking at People.com, yahoo movies, you name it. It's funny. I forgot about all the little things that bothered me about this desk. I've spend the entire morning listening to Pam talk on the phone about how someone had the nerve to bring string beans to the church picnic and how someone else doesn't dress their children appropriately for church. Seriously, two hourse worth of conversations (bitch fests) have revolved around these two topics. However, I can only hear a faint whisper of Gale's music which I guess is the trade off.
I have a feeling this week is going to go by VERY slowly. I have little to nothing to do. Mostly just answer any questions that Natasha has. Luckily she's doing very well and doesn't have many. It's just going to be one of those weeks when I spend my mornings counting down the minutes until noon and my afternoons counting down the minutes until 5pm.