Even after all the incompetant people I dealt with in the past two hours, I’m doing just fine. I don’t hate anyone, let alone the world, and even though I’m in a good mood…it’s not an unreasonable one. Life is good.

Through my lil bitty basement window I see sun…woo hoo! I’ll have to get out in it sometime today. A walk around Green Lake sounds vunderful, but ugh, it’ll be so crowded. Hmm….

I got a 144 on an IQ test. Something about that just bothers me…

horniness…will get you somewhere

I am suddenly very dissatisfied with my job.

How am I suppose to react to the news that my Uncle now has Parkins disease? Obviously, this is hereditary. With my grandma and uncle diagnosed with it, and the fact that I have the syndrome passed on from my Grandma’s side…not too comforting. I certainly hope it skipped right over me…don’t I have enough physical problems as it is? Jeeze. I hope my Uncle and Grandma fair well with this…kinda scary.

still thirsty…

good ole muggy day…but as soon as I cool off, I’ll be okie dokie. (just now realized I no longer have my headache…woo hoo!)

We were talking in our dept and I said (about my meds) that I should be back to my normal perky self in a couple days and Michele looked at me and said “I haven’t seen you perky in over a year”

woah…reality.

thirsty! I’m so thirsty! Must be a side affect of Lithium…hmm. Give me water…

Hey…was good to hear from ya. Been thinking of and missing you. See ya soon.

I love you.

I hate tv shows. Okay, so I don’t hate em, but I don’t appreciate the fact that I end up crying when watching some. And then I start thinking and emotions are all jumbled and two hours after I started out happy, I’m feeling low.

Gosh darnit, and to think I was gonna have a great day. Grin and bear it, right? Honestly, I try to be cheerful, don’t enjoy these downs…but that smile can only be faked for so long, people.

Ugh, I despise hangnails.

It’s sunny =) At least I can say that. But I’m in a good mood, not as tired as I thought I’d be…and as of tonight, I get to start taking some meds for my bi-polar. Let’s hope I don’t have some freaky reaction…wouldn’t want me spouting off obscenities to everyone for no reason.

I believe there IS no word for the day. I’m home, but just don’t feel very energetic nor depressed, so for once I’m in a “normal” ground. Whatever that may be…

Okay. Breathe. Hmmmmmmm….What a day. I’ve experienced quite a jumble of emotions today. Talk about highs and lows!

Nervous, boss is here, why’s he here so damn early, oh shit, he’s gonna blow….

Hi, eye contact, uh oh, contempt, hatred, he despises me, hmmm,

You want me to WORK with him?!?! He won’t compromise or work “together”; leary, hesitation, god, you irritate me.

Frustration, no point, all my hard work down the drain, sleep lost for nothing, for asshole

I feel so damn worthless.

Hmm, dedication? Nah…just determination to succeed. I’m tired, slept most of the weekend, and here I am working…

I’m so tried and frustrated I want to cry. Tuesday was a 14 hour day, yesterday a 12 hour day, and who knows how long this one will last. I am greatful for the opportunity to learn the insides of the budgeting procedures, but ANOTHER TIME would’ve been a bit more appropriate. Or at least fit in my schedule at a less stressful time.

I would also like to clobber my boss over the head with something painful. That fact that he actually may be sick this week is bull shit and null and void with me. Even if he was sick, he should still get the budget done…it’s NOT OUR JOBS!

Okay, I’m done…for now. Think I’m gonna go zap a tv dinner for grub and dig in to this Info Systems budget I so dread. Thanks to a generous co-worker I will be taking the cab home instead of getting soaked in the rain whenever I manage to leave this…place. Big happy smiles, right?

A stressful day no doubt. I’ve taken it upon myself (and the department) to put together the budget for our department…soooo, even MORE overtime than I’ve been doing. Gauranteed I’ll be worn out and exhausted, but gotta do what I gotta do. At least I’m collecting overtime pay.

Back hurts, so I’m taking a quick break. And as I’m sitting here I’m remembering something someone I chatter to said to me the other day. He was commenting on how he doesn’t understand why people will put together web sites about everything in their lives and info about themselves. So then I start thinking, why did I put my web site up? I recall wanting to challenge my learning skills, my ability to teach myself HTML and all that. It grew from a small site to holding tons of stuff, and even this…my venting and mood watching area that’s helped me a lot.

And then…I have to laugh and tell myself…why am I worried about what a guy who MUST watch every single Blind Date episode (on tape, mind you) thinks? This is my site, this site is me, and that’s all that matters. Whatever anyone gets out of all my info, my feelings, my creativity, I hope they enjoy it. But if they don’t? oh well…tis life.

Exhausted. Bored…wanna go home. Just plain depressed and wondering where my cheerful mood went in such a hurry. Gotta get it back…argh.