The Blood is the Life.

Five minutes to 8 and nothing to do. Grrrrrrrr.

Went home early yesterday with a low grade fever, cold feeling in chest and general out-of-it-ness.

Woke up this morning in full crimson wave mode.

So now I'm doped up on 1000 mgs of Excedrin and drinking hot chocolate because I can't afford the uber-yummy chocolate cake from the cafe up the street. Nicely relaxed and wondering what the hell I'm going to do with myself until 830 or whenever my partner is going to show.

Sweetshop has stalled out due to a need for massive studying on Japanese tea ceremony. Any references would be welcome. Hey, I should probably post more of that up, huh? Yeah.

Two minutes.

I'm cold. This bloody office. Hah! A/C has been wonky for weeks, even with the jury-rigged fix. That's how I knew I wasn't well yesterday. Sweating in a 50 degree office.

No more birth control pills, yay! Let's see how well rhythm+condoms work THIS time around.

I think I'm going to go read 160.

The Blood is the Life.

Spoke too soon

Was let go approximately two hours ago.

Ok, so I wasn't supposed to come in at ALL today, but with the phones off, I didn't know. Oopsie! Just means I get a full 3 days pay instead of being short some hours.

Racking fracking...

Ah well. Can't say I'm completely surprised. Timing's a leetle suspicious, considering I left early twice this week; Monday because it was 345 and there was NOTHING for me to do, yesterday at 130 because I had a low grade fever that was sapping me. Then there's the fact that Tuesday the boss came over and informed me I was helping Receiving next week because the head girl was going to Vegas. Did he realize I'm too quick for their good? Did the guy I was helping tell him so? Or is it something else, hmmmmm?

Who knows, who cares. I have my plan of attack for tomorrow and next week. Need to talk to Wolf about it. With the kiddo in kindergarten things get a little dicey, but it could be worked out. We'll wait and see.