Not feeling so hot. I had to get some tests done on Friday that involved me drinking not one, but three glasses of disgusting barium. I still feel barfy. Couple that with my kidney infection and I really do not want to go to work today. Alas, I have more horrid tests coming up so I have to save my sick days in case any of them make me feel worse then the belly full of barium did.
On the up side I got my haircut and it looks really groovy. Of course it's still holding onto the shape that the stylist formed it into yesterday. Tomorrow it won't be groovy; it will just be messy (in a bad way. It's messy in a good way right now). Ally has some pictures, but I look frightened in all of them so I'm not so sure about the posting. Being sick has made me extra pale and my hair is dark..... and it's just not a good scene.
What possessed my mother to buy generic coffee grounds? Now we have to deal with like 50 pots of bad coffee. And I have to leave extra early for work so I can stop on the way and get some real coffee. It's more stress then my life can handle.
Look at me updating all the time! What if I became a regular updater again?
I just decided that I'm not leaving early for work but I AM stopping to get that coffee. My immediate supervisor called me a dyke, not knowing that I actually was one. Now I love this supervisor and she has apologized profusely claiming that she never uses that word. I've forgiven her but I'm milking it for all it's worth anyway. I have the power to get sent home early, take long breaks and drink coffee at my desk. It's wonderful. Being called a dyke at work was the best thing to ever happen to me.
My CD player just rejected Sarah Harmer. This must be fixed.
Nicole
What I hear: Melissa Etheridge-Breath "Longing for home again/ but home is a feeling I buried in you/ I'm alright/ I'm alright/ it only hurts when I breathe/"