I hurt myself at practice yesterday and now my ribs are all bruised and I have to wear a bra right over top of it and I need to not be cranky today at work but ow.
First off, a dear friend is having surgery today. While this is, AFAIK, not one of the riskier forms of surgery, it's still surgery and therefore a risk. And she is really, really nervous. So I am anxiously awaiting word that the surgery went okay.
And today is the annual Museum Mile Festival. Which is supposed to take place on Fifth Avenue. Except in case of rain. There is a 70% chance of rain. In all the years I've been here, we have never had such a high likelihood of rain. And it's only been moved indoors twice. So we are not happy.
It's RAINING! After entirely too long without any, it rained all night. I'd go out and dance in it, but I am at work, and they may frown on that sort of behavior. >_>
In other news, I think I've found a gym that will be good for me. It's very convenient, and I like their attitude.
I'm on the second day of four ten hour shifts. While being in the worst physical condition, regarding being able to walk, that I've been in since mid-Korea. New!Temp (#4), that we're traing, is....so many words my brain doesn't even use. Its terrible. So training her. On top of doing my full time job and 2/3rds of Temp #3's fulltime jobs since she left a week and a half ago. Plus my shadow person is gone to Israel for three weeks for I'm backing up half of her jobs.
It's a marvel I have brain space at all right now.
I would say, "augh why can I not be magically cured of this stupid annoying foot pain," but...they do have a magic cure. It just involves a huge amount of initial pain, might make my tendons tear, and has no guarantee that it'll provide more than a couple weeks' worth of relief.
Needless to say, Iiiii am going to avoid that if at all possible. :\
*keeps surreptitiously doing foot stretches and massages beneath her desk*
So, I am now a month into my new job, and I am replacing a ninja.
Have you ever tried to follow in the footsteps of a ninja?! It's impossible! They don't leave foot prints, they're F'IN NINJAS!
The lady I've replaced was here 10+ years. She did everything, and no one knows how, or what. Stuff was just... taken care of. Poof! Magic! ILLUSIONS, MICHAEL!
And so now here I am, trying to figure out how exactly she got all this shit done, and what it was she was doing, and where the hell everything is at and I just... GOD DAMN NINJAS!
Also, Missouri sucks. *tries to parse out stupid form letter and business application with an unhelpful website in the way*
I work for assholes who think they're better than me because they provide income to the company and who badger me when I can't solve their computer problems with a push of the magic button. (Also known as Help Desk Staff's Complaint #1.)
More importantly, the woman that I want to spend the rest of my life with did not get either of the jobs she wanted because of academic politics and bullshit. Since I have been waiting for her to get a job, so I will know where to look for a new job (it does me no good to get a new job in Dallas if she ends up in Nebraska), this means I have to keep working for this soul-sucking investment bank.
I made the mistake of listening to This American Life's episode on crime scenes during my commute this morning. At one point, a guy was describing the noise maggots make inside a decomposing body.
Hopefully, if nothing else, I impressed my fellow Metro riders with my OH DEAR GOD THAT'S NOT RIGHT faces.
I have been having various unrelated pains, all on the right side of my body. My right ankle, which I recently twisted; my right glute, for no identifiable reason; the right side of my lower back. WTF, right side.
I have issues with shoes in general, due to my fibromyalgia. Basically, if I wear shoes, period, my feet hurt. I have got a pair which are better than any others for me, in that their soles are only a few millimeters thick and very flexible. Of course, they are not for cold weather and they have zero arch support, which has in fact caused problems but at this point I DO NOT CARE because if I try to fix that problem then we're back to the main problem. I will wear the arch support inserts in the winter when I have to wear something more solid to keep my feet warm anyway. Otherwise, I'll just try to keep my weight off my arches.
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And today is the annual Museum Mile Festival. Which is supposed to take place on Fifth Avenue. Except in case of rain. There is a 70% chance of rain. In all the years I've been here, we have never had such a high likelihood of rain. And it's only been moved indoors twice. So we are not happy.
Here. Have an article about artificial sweeteners that is completely inconclusive: http://well.blogs.nytimes.com/2012/06/11/which-sweetener-should-you-choose/?ref=health?src=dayp
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In other news, I think I've found a gym that will be good for me. It's very convenient, and I like their attitude.
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It's a marvel I have brain space at all right now.
*blanket forts like a damn pro right now*
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Needless to say, Iiiii am going to avoid that if at all possible. :\
*keeps surreptitiously doing foot stretches and massages beneath her desk*
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*brings the Oreos and milk*
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Have you ever tried to follow in the footsteps of a ninja?! It's impossible! They don't leave foot prints, they're F'IN NINJAS!
The lady I've replaced was here 10+ years. She did everything, and no one knows how, or what. Stuff was just... taken care of. Poof! Magic! ILLUSIONS, MICHAEL!
And so now here I am, trying to figure out how exactly she got all this shit done, and what it was she was doing, and where the hell everything is at and I just... GOD DAMN NINJAS!
Also, Missouri sucks. *tries to parse out stupid form letter and business application with an unhelpful website in the way*
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More importantly, the woman that I want to spend the rest of my life with did not get either of the jobs she wanted because of academic politics and bullshit. Since I have been waiting for her to get a job, so I will know where to look for a new job (it does me no good to get a new job in Dallas if she ends up in Nebraska), this means I have to keep working for this soul-sucking investment bank.
Pass the Oreos, please.
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Maggots. *shudder*
I very much hate this time of year, work-wise.
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Hopefully, if nothing else, I impressed my fellow Metro riders with my OH DEAR GOD THAT'S NOT RIGHT faces.
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Gaaaah.
Unrelated sorta, why the eff am I on hold for a conference call on my day off ten minutes after the dang thing was supposed to start? *sighs*
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Argh. Shoes.
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That is all.
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