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machine_dove at 07:56am on 09/08/2004
machine_dove at 07:56am on 09/08/2004I'm a nervous wreck. Really. Things kept waking me up last night so I didn't get much sleep, I freaked out when I was attacked by a mutant bug while talking to Terry last night, and I can't focus on anything here at work for longer than about half a millisecond.
The actual conversation with Terry went something like this:
Terry: So be sure the inspector checks every...
Me: GAHH!!! IT'S ATTACKING ME! KILLITKILLITKILLITKILLIT!!!!
Terry: Are you Ok?
Me: *throws show with Creepy Bug on it at Erik*
Me: HIBIJUBICKAURGHHH!!!!!!!
Terry: Here, talk to your mom. She speaks that language too.
I love my family.
Ian, I discovered that Word ate all my edits from about "Tires whispered on wet pavement" on (the ones I actually put into Word, as opposed to writing them on paper), so I'm recreating those, and I'll probably have to type everything up tonight. Mostly word choice things, and places where words can be taken out - nothing major like structural changes. Good stuff.
I also have to find out where $2K+ came from on our NMCI order between February and April, and I only have a few of the invoices. Except I can't focus for long enough to process the data, and I'm only here for another four hours anyway. Not going to be a productive week....if I didn't have the wedding next week I'd just take most of this week off so I could flip out in the privacy of the house I'm renting (I hate that house - two tiles fell out of the shower wall while I was showering yesterday, which led to Much Stress as Erik flipped out over having caulk on his hands. I'm not sure how he ended up with it on his hands in the first place, but he was convinced he was going to need surgery to get it cut off. Good to know I'm not the only one who's a wreck.)
*returns to your regularly scheduled flipping out*
The actual conversation with Terry went something like this:
Terry: So be sure the inspector checks every...
Me: GAHH!!! IT'S ATTACKING ME! KILLITKILLITKILLITKILLIT!!!!
Terry: Are you Ok?
Me: *throws show with Creepy Bug on it at Erik*
Me: HIBIJUBICKAURGHHH!!!!!!!
Terry: Here, talk to your mom. She speaks that language too.
I love my family.
Ian, I discovered that Word ate all my edits from about "Tires whispered on wet pavement" on (the ones I actually put into Word, as opposed to writing them on paper), so I'm recreating those, and I'll probably have to type everything up tonight. Mostly word choice things, and places where words can be taken out - nothing major like structural changes. Good stuff.
I also have to find out where $2K+ came from on our NMCI order between February and April, and I only have a few of the invoices. Except I can't focus for long enough to process the data, and I'm only here for another four hours anyway. Not going to be a productive week....if I didn't have the wedding next week I'd just take most of this week off so I could flip out in the privacy of the house I'm renting (I hate that house - two tiles fell out of the shower wall while I was showering yesterday, which led to Much Stress as Erik flipped out over having caulk on his hands. I'm not sure how he ended up with it on his hands in the first place, but he was convinced he was going to need surgery to get it cut off. Good to know I'm not the only one who's a wreck.)
*returns to your regularly scheduled flipping out*