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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2011 02:42:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Irked at myself</title>
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  <description>I hate it when I am my own worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bewize&amp;ditemid=650946&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2011 14:28:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I need a drink.  And it&apos;s only 10:13.</title>
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  <description>I have clearly started today as I finished yesterday and Sunday - with increasingly random weirdness and a growing sense of impending doom, coupled with a lot of self-inflicted WTF-ery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up having to go to court for S this morning and that was a complete fiasco.  I abandoned ship and he will have to show up and see if he can&apos;t fix it, but when I left there were people vowing to do &quot;whatever it takes&quot; to see the other side fucked over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I get to the office and am setting up when a crazy lady walks in and demands to use the phone.  I tell her we don&apos;t have a public phone and she gets so belligerent that I finally relent, because I didn&apos;t particularly want to stab her in the face with my pen, which was where my thoughts had taken me with increasing pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she&apos;s on the phone having a meltdown at whomever, I try to make breakfast and coffee.  I burn breakfast and I spill coffee all over the place, including my foot which is sprouting a nice little red burn now, and in the midst of the symphony of curse words I&apos;m spilling, coupled with the cacophonous sound of Crazy Lady yelling in the phone, one of B&apos;s client&apos;s walks in and gets irate that B isn&apos;t here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I&apos;ve reached the end of my tether and I ask if he had an appointment, he says no, and I ask if he sees the problem or if I need to spell it out for him.  He apparently decides not to piss off the crazy lady with the one red eye (b/c oh, yes, left eye problems are back) and meekly asks me to leave B a note, which I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I go and tell Crazy Lady to wrap it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call my paralegal and tell her to stop at the grocery store and buy paper towels and non-powder coffee creamer (b/c the boys only buy that nasty shit when I send them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, B arrives and says that L was in a wreck, but she&apos;s okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s 4 wrecks in the last few weeks, folks.  M, B, me, L - usually these happen in threes, we may be going for a double, so watch yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on my last day of antibiotics.  At least, I think I am.  The left eye problem may suggest something different.  FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bewize&amp;ditemid=647630&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Mar 2011 03:01:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sleep, my old Nemisis</title>
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  <description>Last night marks the sixth(?) night in a row I&apos;ve had nightmares.  I&apos;m falling alseep okay, but I wake myself up around 3 or so and just never get back to sleep for any more real rest.  Of course, the fact that I&quot;m having a nightmare means I&apos;m not resting that much to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are both twitching and both burning like mad.  I had someone comment today that I &quot;look tired&quot; and that is always just annoying.  Of course, it&apos;s true.  I look like someone hit me in the face.  Twice.  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on that note, I&apos;m going to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I&apos;ll even sleep.  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bewize&amp;ditemid=643466&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2011 00:42:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh. Em. Gee.</title>
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  <description>Our heat isn&apos;t working in the house.  It is freezing.  I am &lt;i&gt;freezing&lt;/i&gt; and that makes me whiny.  AND COLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bewize&amp;ditemid=642361&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2011 04:16:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So far...</title>
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  <description>2011 isn&apos;t looking any better than 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who got a stomach bug at about 7 tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are days I really hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bewize&amp;ditemid=625428&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Dec 2010 21:48:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yep.  It&apos;s a Monday.</title>
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  <description>Remember when I was whining yesterday about my throat hurting?  Yeah.  Well, I woke up this morning with my throat so swollen that I choked.  I literally choked so much and so often that I threw up three times before I managed to get my contacts in, wherein I opened my mouth to stare at my throat... and &lt;i&gt;freaked the fuck out&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is... not pretty.  NOT PRETTY.  My uvula is so swollen that it and my throat lining were hanging down into my throat.  I thought it was an allergic reaction and that it might be closing shut, so I ran and woke up V, made her look, and then called my mom to see if I needed to go to the ER or if I could wait for the doctor in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up at the doctor, who sort of made fun of me until he actually looked in my throat (this is a long time friend, so I don&apos;t mind that he was being sort of snarky, especially since he worked me in AND gave me 3 months of my Advair inhaler!).  Once he looked in my throat, all humor was gone and he said, &quot;Wow.  Umm, okay.  Wow.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, not so funny now, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is pretty sure I have an abscess in my throat, although I am the only person without tonsils he&apos;s ever seen have one.  My sinuses are compacted and filled with blood and everything about me is &lt;i&gt;disgusting&lt;/i&gt; at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m now on steroids (my old friends!  Yay, weight gain!), two antibiotics and a pain killer.  I also have strict instructions to call him immediately if my throat starts filling like there is cotton stuffed around my voicebox or I cease being able to swallow at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm.  These things can happen?!  *cue panic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, he told me I couldn&apos;t go to work today.  I know it&apos;s ridiculous, but that&apos;s a crushing thing to tell a workaholic.  But he said if the abscess ruptures (from talking too much or doing too much), I will end up in the hospital.  I don&apos;t want that.  I really don&apos;t want that.  So, I worked from home today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get a few things done, not nearly enough, because the pain killer knocked me the fuck out and I slept for like 3 and half hours.  I&apos;m still exhausted, though, and could go back to sleep in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, I&apos;m left wondering what my body will think up next.  A throat abscess?  Really?  According to the Internets, the most likely causes are tonsillitis (and I don&apos;t have tonsils) or TB (and I got tested about a dozen times last year what with the asthma issues). So, who the hell knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bewize&amp;ditemid=618078&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2010 14:42:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Freezing</title>
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  <description>It is freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bewize&amp;ditemid=615437&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Nov 2010 21:58:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bad Day When...</title>
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  <description>Not one, but TWO, clients are going to be on the evening news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fail*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bewize&amp;ditemid=609991&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Nov 2010 04:01:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Time Change is Kicking My Ass</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m exhausted.  WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was all right. I had a meeting, got paid, did some work, had another meeting, got a contract on a new med mal case, scheduled two new client meetings for tomorrow and still managed to get home early(ish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cramps suck, though.  Sorry if that&apos;s TMI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Texas Roadhouse for dinner, but I didn&apos;t feel great, M is sick, V is coughing and P wanted to go to work, so we didn&apos;t exactly linger, and I&apos;ve been home since doing yet more work.  I did have a rib though, and I&apos;ve got left over ribs to eat at some point this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom told me to take some money and buy myself a new outfit.  I said I wanted to pay off debt more, but she told me to shut up and listen to my mother.  *lol*  With an order like that, I think maybe I&apos;ll take her advice.  I could use some new clothes, actually.  I don&apos;t think I&apos;ve bought myself new clothes (other than running clothes) since early summer, and then it was 2 dresses from Target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to go shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve got plans for tomorrow evening that I am looking forward to, although I can already feel the week slipping away from me.  I need to remember to pack clothes to change into after work.  Maybe I can sneak in a run first, too?  We&apos;ll see, but running in Decatur would be awesome.  All the Christmas decorations are up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped Santa out this year and bought M a red wagon (Radio Flyer, of course!), which arrived today.  It&apos;s very cool and all reminiscent of my own childhood.  V was all emotional that I did it, but of course I did it.  I would get that kid the moon if he asked me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally learned to say &quot;Rach&quot; and it&apos;s adorable.  Half the time, he still calls me &quot;mamamama&quot; though.  V is mommy or mombie (rhymes with zombie).  I think he&apos;s finally realizing that all women aren&apos;t a derivation of &quot;mom&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate a tiny snickers bar.  It was tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that cramps suck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who voted for me in LJ Idol.  I&apos;m pleased to have made it to a second week.  The new topic is Deconstruction.  Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on that note, I&apos;m going to bed.  Where the heating pad currently lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bewize&amp;ditemid=605921&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 18:35:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OMG, Today</title>
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  <description>I am trying very hard to get things done.  Getting Things Done, even.  Thus far, I&apos;ve managed to do quite a few things, but my TO DO list is longer than my DONE list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it&apos;s been 2 hours since I started typing this.  I suspect that, more than anything, shows how my day is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I did cut my car insurance bill in half today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bewize&amp;ditemid=573094&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2010 21:56:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*sighs*</title>
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  <description>I don&apos;t know what to say anymore here.  I&apos;m tired and stressed and grumpy and I find myself wanting to bite people&apos;s heads off more often than is healthy.  It&apos;s not taking much to trigger me into snarly bitch mode of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, everything pisses me off.  &lt;span class=&quot;cut-wrapper&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;display: none;&quot; id=&quot;span-cuttag___1&quot; class=&quot;cuttag&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;cut-open&quot;&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;cut-text&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://bewize.dreamwidth.org/564856.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Cut for EMO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;cut-close&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;display: none;&quot; id=&quot;div-cuttag___1&quot; aria-live=&quot;assertive&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bewize&amp;ditemid=564856&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2010 01:53:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fail.</title>
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  <description>Paid status on LJ is gone now.  I miss my icons.  Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Not enough to pay, though.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bewize&amp;ditemid=564299&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jun 2010 18:10:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stupid Sinuses.  Stupid Breathing.  STUPID SHOTS.</title>
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  <description>I can&apos;t breathe through my nose at all now.  I&apos;m so horribly congested that I went to the doc and got a shot that he promised would open me up.  Did it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to dig my sinuses out of my face with my bare hands.  They are too stopped up to breathe and they are so congested that I can&apos;t even sniff back the dripping.  ARGH!!!!!!!  *scream of frustration*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=bewize&amp;ditemid=557031&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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