I’m not sure what it is lately, but I’ve officially turned into a great big ball of fluff.
Can’t open a bag of chips. Cry.
The city looks so beautiful today. Cry.
Gupta runs out onto the tarmac. Cry.
I’ve had my hormones checked (for other reasons) and I’m fine. I guess this is the new me.
*cries*
i mean – back to WORK!
i now have the lovely task of retreiving 6 years of lost emails – for some reason, just after we broke for xmas/new years, my computer decided to eat outlook express and didn’t allow me to make any backups. over the break, i found some of my folders with emails in them, but i still have about 200,000 to find :/ it doesn’t help that we’ve changed to a new hard drive so all the old stuff is on a different computer and i’ve got to search and search and search for things.
wish me luck.
MAKE BACKUPS!
if you’re poor like me, medicare and bulk bill doctors are a godsend. but no one likes to wait 3 hours to see the only female doc in a city general practice. no i’m not exaggerating, i waited 3 hours to see the doc for 5 minutes. if i had paid $100, i could of had an appointment for 10 minutes set (which i will in future if i can’t wait around like a bozo), but otherwise i had to schlept it in line.
(i don’t know why they don’t put on more doctors, male or female. i wouldn’t of minded seeing a male doc, it’s just that i was told to see this particular one. they seriously only had 2 doctors working, at least 10 of the rooms where empty and this is midweek in the middle of the city).
after all that, i still have to see another doc whose waiting list is 3 weeks long while i try and get my gastric reflux thing underwraps and keep my migraines at bay (ugh).
no one likes a whinger, but sometimes you just gotta.
p.s. i’m OK, it could be worse. just a little off kilter.