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Ohthankgod the serious drugs are finally kicking in. I have three layers of clothing, my sleeping bag as an extra doona and freshly nuked heatbags.

I might finally get warm. And sleep.

Me - I wish I'd asked if I could work from home tomorrow. I'm designing a database, I don't need to be there. I thought it'd be a bit cheeky, considering I haven't been there quite three months.

Dragonfly - Ask if you can go home early.

Me - I don't mind being AT work, it's the 50 minute commute each way on the noisy smelly rocking bus that sucks.

Dragonfly - WHINGE, WHINGE. How long have you been in this job again?

I forgive her callousness. I just have the flu. Dragonfly has a chest infection and constant asthma. And a sick child.

1. I am SHAPED til the 13th. I am fixated on not being able to watch Dextor.**

2. Work. Oh, let me count the ways.

3. Missing the party tonight because I have to work.

4. My cold.

5. I am surviving on Coffee Chills and chocolate. I bought a King Size honeycomb Kit Kat yesterday, and I don't really like it. But it's the only chocolate I have, so I am eating it anyway. This does not make me feel good about myself.

6. Feeling bad about feeling bad.

**Obviously, I have priorities. Also, I may be a little unhinged.

Current Mood: cranky

So while most people I know spent this weekend partying and having a fabulous time at conventions, or in

special_trille's case, being shagged out..

Saturday - Stupid 15 hour shift that I shouldn't have had to do. Put my back out in the first hour and spent the the entire rest of a really, really crappy shift in quite a lot of pain.

Sunday - Woke up late, collapsed on the couch in state of pain and exhaustion til 4pm. There were drugs. Felt better.

Bitch. Moan. Complain.

*is bitter about all the fun-missing*

I went to bed at 9.30pm last night and today I still have a headache and I'm still tired.

*cries*

Obviously this healthy food and exercise thing doesn't agree with me.

And now I'm going to work because my roster is rooted.

I have a cold and my voice is just a series of amusing squeaks at the moment.

Also, I have only three icons again, and I don't think I can cope.

Bloody emails are invisible again, will ask

scrat to see if she can fix it when she comes over to dinner on Wednesday.

Still with the racking cough thing, got it last Sunday, woke up Monday morning with no voice. Unless you count squeaking. Jodes, who'd stayed over and woken me running into my room with

dragonfly8's phone going off said 'so you'll be calling in sick then.' I laughed/croaked at her a lot. Firstly it's Monday and I can't ever take Mondays off as it's stocktake night (unless of course David Bowie is involved) and secondly, hello? Australia Day. Not a chance in hell of finding someone to cover. Worked Tues morning but my assistant covered the rest of the shift and I was too sick to go to my Body Jam class

Boring myself now talking about work.

( Hey, I know, why don't I ramble on about 'Enterprise' )

Current Mood: giddy
Current Music: The Mansong (TS songvid in background)

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Things making me cranky, in order of importance.

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