July 13, 2002 :: 7:08 a.m.
implosion: aborted.
No, I haven't been bleeding to death in a gutter somewhere. I've just been else-engaged, you could say. Work and stuff that prevented me from taking the time to write an entry, which is just as well because I didn't have much to write about yesterday anyway. But today? Oh, today... eh, actually, I still don't have much to write about. Boo.
I've had a massive headache since about 3 o' clock this morning. I kept waking up and trying to find a comfortable position to lay in, but to no avail. When putting any pressure at all on your head results in screaming pain, getting comfy can be troublesome. I took some aspirin this morning, about an hour ago, and it's finally going away, thank the gods and all that is holy. I was so tempted to call off work. Be like, "I'm sorry, really I am, but I'm having some cranial difficulties that won't allow me to function properly on the job today. See you on Thursday." But I couldn't (still can't), because the other people who work today are new and doltish when it comes to the running of the shop. To leave them alone would be very irresponsible, and since we all know that I'm an absolute pillar of responsibility, well, the decision is obvious. Heh. Right. But I still have to go, so end of topic right here.
Ooh - my packages are going to arrive today! Wee! I'm all excited and stuff.
Hmm. Hmm hmm hmm. What else to say? Adam and I went out for Chinese last night and, yummy though it was, it made both of us rather ill. I've been thinking more and more of giving this vegan thing a go. I really want to do it, and I've tried in my little ways to taper off into it, but honestly, I know from experience that tapering off doesn't work for me. If I'm going to stop doing something, I need to just stop, you know? Cold turkey, as they say. So I'm thinking that I'll have a bit of a trial week. See how it goes.
Grr, work calls. I'm going to change into my hideously unflattering beige shirt and drink some juice. Mmm, juice. I'm not hungry, so orange juice is serving as my breakfast this morning. I generally have a personal vendetta against drinks that contain calories (why drink a soda when I could have some cake or a candy bar for the same amount of calories?), but hey. An exception has been made. I'll try to write later, but I make no promises. I'll be bust watching my genius of a boyfriend build a computer and what not.
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