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i stand accused of being me (pt. 2)

Major headache right now. Major headache since this morning before I got out of bed Ė which sort of shot to hell my plan to get up early and get into work early and get a jump start on everything. Oh well. I did make it here by 9 a.m. and actually thatís something of an accomplishment for me these days.

Iím tired of headaches though. Iím tired of feeling achy. Iím tired of being tired. Iím beginning to wonder if Iím not Dying of Cancer (per her), then might I at least be suffering from mono? I donít really have very many of the symptoms for mono though - sore throat or fever, etc. Iím just tired and achy and my head hurts - all the time.

And Iím ready for it to stop. Iím ready for, at the very least, a reason why I feel this way and a solution to making it better.

And if one person tells me oh youíre just doing too much, you need to slow down. I will scream. Many people do much much more than I do and survive on less sleep and they exist just fine.

Me? If I donít get at least seven hours of sleep a night then I am of no use to anyone. Even when I do get at least seven hours I still experience days where I get so drop-dead tired that Iím afraid Iím just going to fall asleep in the middle of whatever Iím doing.

Blah, blah blah.

Oh, and then (do you mind if I continue to whine? Great, thanksÖ) my mother calls this morning and gets snippy with me because I canít talk to her right then about what my brother should try and buy us (ďusĒ being GB and me) for Christmas.

Excuse me mother, Iím at work. And I said I would call you back. That is not me brushing you off, that is me being at work.

Erg.

Did I mention that my head hurts? It really, really does.

GB just called, his head hurts too. Heís going home to take a short nap. I thought about doing the same, but I think if I let my head touch the pillow that I will be done for the day.

I just looked out the window, it is rainy and gloomy and cold.

Perfect, perfect nap weather.

Perfect stay-in-bed-with-the-spouse-and-cats weather.

Iím sorry for sounding like such a grump. I know I have a lot for which to be grateful. I know I whine a lot.

I know I just need to mellow out sometimes. Lighten up. Chill out.

Stop being so, you know, me.

2:21 pm - 12.09.02

sounds: Dolly Parton
words: all work-related
i am: achy

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