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Grump.
I am grumpy today. Because:
1. As of three days ago, I'm not dripping blood from an unmentionable orifice any longer, but I am continuing to have sporadic cramps. (Not, I hasten to add, particularly BAD cramps, although we're definitely past ow and into Ow!.) Considering that the cramps are the REASON I'm putting myself through this varied and exciting hell, I find the irony less than amusing.
2. Laundry. It had to be done before the laundry shoggoth got ambitious and ate a cat, but nobody can make me be gracious about it. On the plus side, I have yet again not killed myself going down the basement stairs with a full laundry basket.
3. I am one of those incredibly annoying people who get all pedantic and fussy about how the decade doesn't end with 2009. It ends with 2010. I realize that I'm being annoying, pedantic, and irredeemably fussy--but that only adds to my grumpiness.
4. The goblin book is stuck. Yes, with a month to deadline. I'm fairly confident I'll get unstuck quickly, but that doesn't, unfortunately, do much for the part wherein I am stuck and I hate it.
5. The credit card statement came today. 'Nuff said.
1. As of three days ago, I'm not dripping blood from an unmentionable orifice any longer, but I am continuing to have sporadic cramps. (Not, I hasten to add, particularly BAD cramps, although we're definitely past ow and into Ow!.) Considering that the cramps are the REASON I'm putting myself through this varied and exciting hell, I find the irony less than amusing.
2. Laundry. It had to be done before the laundry shoggoth got ambitious and ate a cat, but nobody can make me be gracious about it. On the plus side, I have yet again not killed myself going down the basement stairs with a full laundry basket.
3. I am one of those incredibly annoying people who get all pedantic and fussy about how the decade doesn't end with 2009. It ends with 2010. I realize that I'm being annoying, pedantic, and irredeemably fussy--but that only adds to my grumpiness.
(GUILDENSTERN: Let it go.
ROSENCRANTZ: But it's wrong!
GUILDENSTERN: I know. Believe me. Let. It. Go.
ROSENCRANTZ: But--!
[Guildenstern commences to beat Rosencrantz about the head and ears with a pillow]
ROSENCRANTZ: [muffled but defiant] It's still wrong!)
4. The goblin book is stuck. Yes, with a month to deadline. I'm fairly confident I'll get unstuck quickly, but that doesn't, unfortunately, do much for the part wherein I am stuck and I hate it.
5. The credit card statement came today. 'Nuff said.
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I'm hoping that 2010, the last year of the first decade of the 21st century, is kinder than the previous 9!