Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Friday, November 18, 2005

Crabby Friday

I haven't had a day like this in a while, and after the espresso has kicked in, I'll probably regret it.

I'm fed up. With just about everything. I can't take many more nights like last night where I slept terribly, had horrible dreams (dreamed my boyfriend died, but his spirit was still with me). Then after all that, waking up with the terrible head pain that feels like my head is going to explode. I wish it would, then at least the nerves would be dead and not causing me to experience pain (even if there's a hole in the side of my head).

So I drag my ass into work. I have tissue cultures to setup, two cultures to take down, and another chimera to setup today. Then my boss called me last night to say that he needs to take the time to discuss the data I've given him. Doesn't look like today with his meetings and classes, my lab duties, and the fact that I am going to skip lunch and try and leave around 3:30 today.

Then when I fight crappy Tucson east traffic (starts around 3:00 PM on Fridays), I have to leave food for the monsters, grab more crap out of my car from last weekend, load up stuff for this weekend (at least my backpack is packed with clothes). DON'T FORGET MY CAMERA!!! Then fight traffic going west to get out of Tucson and drive to Phoenix.

Then a few miles before you hit the Phoenix area, the interstate turns into a parking lot. I'll blame the snowbirds. Fortunately, I have only a couple miles of that to deal with before I can bail that party and find another way to the NE valley.

So I will carry my dark cloud over my head. Perhaps that'll tell people to leave me the fuck alone. Too bad you can't bring alcohol to work.

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