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*tears hair out by roots*

We're having one of those busy days where nothing is being accomplished due to weird crap being requested. (Like having to make copies of articles for someone to take to a meeting at 11, or placing lunch orders, things that take 5-10 minutes here and there, but one on top of the other doesn't allow for other work to get done.)

We're promising to have a busy week. The kind of busy week where I'll be eating at my desk most days. Mainly due to lots of things coming to a head now.

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Did something astounding. Saw on TV this morning an ad about a health study to do with bad PMS. Um, who has bad PMS? Me! Who has a doctor that dismissed it as anxiety? Me! Who hasn't been taking the medication prescribed because it's an anti-anxiety med and PMS isn't anxiety, it's a fact of life? Me!

So I went to the website and filled out the info. It would mean daily journals and trips to Winston for doctor visits, but you know, the ONLY problem I have is PMS at an abnormally bad scale. (Cause when my boss knows that I have PMS before I do? It's a sign. Although this month I have her beat, due to the cravings and actually keeping track for once.)

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So...back to work! 35 minutes until I have to run next door and pick up our lunches. Yippee. On the plus side, I get a really good chef salad today.

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NASCAR

Oh! Taking bets on how long before the Evernham employee that shoved Kevin and DeLana is fired. (Because oddly enough, the shoving of Kevin didn't bother me. Kevin would kick his ass and probably wanted to. The part that bothered me was that the guy did this, knocked down bystanders, and managed to get them hurt by large equipment. That's reckless disregard.)

Also taking bets as to how soon before Tony accidentally shoots someone in the ass with those cap guns.