September 29th, 2004

happyfindus

MOONSTRUCK

My life has descended into a whirl of crisis and drama (and extremely impatient hair-tearing waiting), which I hope is a result of a combination of the full moon and PMS. Considering the amount of backpedaling and soothing and reasoning and apologizing I have done in the last week, I should be well on my way to acquiring a diplomatic certification. I could represent a country by now, I'm so qualified! :P Chechnya, are you listening?

Go away moon, I've had my fill!

I definitely have a cold. And a sore throat. Yesterday, I was popping Tylenol like there was no tomorrow, and I took 2 daytime tablets with dinner so that I would make it through the Board Meeting where I dropped the bombshell of "this is my last year as Editor" and the Annual Meeting and after-meeting drama-and-crisis, and forgot that the pills last for TWELVE HOURS. Non-drowsy for TWELVE HOURS. Can you spell w-i-r-e-d? I can! At least I could at 1:41 a.m. this morning, when I decided that taking a night-time pill (May Cause Drowsiness!) would counteract the Non-Drowsy wiredness of the previous pill. Bad Idea.

So, now I'm at "work" on an hour and a half of "sleep," with a scratchy sore throat and a bad attitude. No phone calls yet. suck

No choir tonight either since I can't sing with a throat full of scratch and phlegm. Or at least not so's you'd want to listen. awooooooooo!

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