September 16, 1999

God, I am in SUCH a crappy mood this morning! I started my period, OK? And let me share just one of the irritations that has happened so far this morning, besides starting my period, which really sucks, because I hate it.

I use a Macintosh at work, and my computer is the one with all the book files on it, so we have file sharing set up so that other people can access those files. Well, sometimes computers just need to be rebooted, because they have a corrupt file or they're acting wacky, or whatever. It does NOT mean it's a bad computer, it just means it needs to be rebooted. Unfortunately for me, whenever I need to reboot, I have to call all these people who are attached to my computer, and tell them I'm about to reboot, and they ALWAYS ask me all these terrified questions about what's wrong with my computer and why do I always have to reboot? Dammit! There's nothing wrong with the computer! It just needs to be rebooted! Jesus Christ. We actually had a conference last week about how my computer might "need work" because of all the reboots. I'm like, you people reboot your computers just as much, you just don't have to call everybody in the entire organization when you do.

You know another thing I hate? How any time a directive comes from one of my bosses, it starts with "Please". Because from them, "Please" doesn't mean "please". It means "do this because I'm the boss". For example, "Please add five pages of my messily handwritten notes to Section 6 of our outline" is not a polite request, it's an order. Which is fine, this is a job and I have tasks to do, I understand that, but can you just not say "Please"? Say "I'd like you to" or "Do this" or whatever, but don't fake it up with false politeness, that really drives me up a wall.

OK, taking a deep breath. I start the Pill on Sunday, and I can't wait, because supposedly one of the things it does it controls mood swings around the time of your cycle. As you can tell, I could really use something that controls my mood swings around the time of my cycle. Keith came in to wake me up this morning by patting my tummy and I yelled at him and told him to go away. Then later I felt bad and apologized, and he said he understood, but it was still mean of me.

I hate being on my period. I hate hate hate hate it. I feel all gross and yucky and bloated and crampy and horrible. Bleah. I wish I could just stay home from work for all five days of it. Or at least the first two, the first two are always the worst. I get these cramps that feel like somebody's taking my insides and squeezing them in a giant vise grip, and I get cold sweats and feel nauseated. My cramps are really really horrible. When I was in high school I almost fainted one time, and I had to go home. Luckily, these days I've discovered Advil and Extra Strength Tylenol, which take away most of the pain, but it still sucks.

Later today. Wow, Advil feels goooooood. Mmmmm, I feel goooooood. Yeah, this is all right. I can deal with this.

So anyway, last night our jigsaw puzzle came in the mail. We were supposed to get another one, but the puzzle company was out of stock, so we only got the one. It's of a peacock, and it's REALLY hard, because the tail feathers have the same colors in them, so those colors reoccur across the entire puzzle. This makes it hard to group puzzle pieces by color, which previously has been my main strategy. We did get the entire border done last night, but progress after that has been remarkably slow. I'll keep you updated.

I have to figure out what to do with myself tomorrow night, since Keith is going off gaming with friends. It's a pain in the butt being so new to the city, sometimes. I don't really have friends of my own, I just know Keith's friends. I suppose I'll either go see a movie that Keith isn't interested in seeing, but that I AM interested in seeing, or I'll work on the puzzle, or I'll just sit at home and order pizza and watch TV. I would be happy with any of those things, actually. Maybe I'll work out some combination of all three.

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