Gah. (Work/pain/work)
Oct. 2nd, 2007 02:30 pmDear 24th Floor,
MY NAME IS NOT CHRISTINE. And Margaret, I'm sure it's your fault people are calling me that. There's an A there. There's not a single E in my first name. There are only TWO Es in the 24 letters of my full name, and they're both in my second name, and you don't know what that is.
I swear, I should start calling her Marge and see how she likes it.
I have an appointment to see Dr. Toyloy later today. That should be fun. Glad I made the appointment, though. I've been achy all day, walking slower than usual, and last night SUCKED because I kept tossing and turning and every time I'd flip sides, I'd put pressure on my lower back and get a nice little stab of pain. Totally sucked. And I fell asleep early because I was tired, because the other night I woke up and stayed up for an hour or two. Guess what I did last night? I watched Frasier, George Lopez, and an hour of South Park before going back to sleep. Need to try to go to sleep as late as possible (without wanting to kill myself in the morning) this time, like, eleven or something.
When I was researching this thing, every page I read said something about a cyst... pilondial or something like that. THAT BETTER NOT BE WHAT THIS IS. I don't think it is, but NO, thanks.
... This woman just called asking for the manager of our advertising department. I said I wasn't sure we had one and told her to hold on so I could transfer her to Yessenia ("special assistant to the commissioner, omg"), and the woman just hung up. 9_9 After this gig, I'm not answering phones for a living even if I'll poof out of existence if I don't.
MY NAME IS NOT CHRISTINE. And Margaret, I'm sure it's your fault people are calling me that. There's an A there. There's not a single E in my first name. There are only TWO Es in the 24 letters of my full name, and they're both in my second name, and you don't know what that is.
I swear, I should start calling her Marge and see how she likes it.
I have an appointment to see Dr. Toyloy later today. That should be fun. Glad I made the appointment, though. I've been achy all day, walking slower than usual, and last night SUCKED because I kept tossing and turning and every time I'd flip sides, I'd put pressure on my lower back and get a nice little stab of pain. Totally sucked. And I fell asleep early because I was tired, because the other night I woke up and stayed up for an hour or two. Guess what I did last night? I watched Frasier, George Lopez, and an hour of South Park before going back to sleep. Need to try to go to sleep as late as possible (without wanting to kill myself in the morning) this time, like, eleven or something.
When I was researching this thing, every page I read said something about a cyst... pilondial or something like that. THAT BETTER NOT BE WHAT THIS IS. I don't think it is, but NO, thanks.
... This woman just called asking for the manager of our advertising department. I said I wasn't sure we had one and told her to hold on so I could transfer her to Yessenia ("special assistant to the commissioner, omg"), and the woman just hung up. 9_9 After this gig, I'm not answering phones for a living even if I'll poof out of existence if I don't.