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I make so many imaginary posts in my head that sometimes I lose track of what I've actually written here, and what's gone to the internal slush pile.

Things I did not mention: new job, new salary, same company, current stasis )

While that's going on, I'm still in WTF land with my body. Still no period or news )

I think this much whine needs some wine. Later, gators!
grammarwoman: Dear God I would like to file a bug report (XKCD bug report)
It's day 35 of this cycle, when the longest gap between periods I've had in years without direct medical interference is 36. There's been no spotting, no red at all. Yet two pregnancy tests have stated that I'm not pregnant. If that's the case, can my period freaking start already? This waiting game has me vacillating between wild hope and frustration. If I'm gonna bleed, then BLEED.

As long as I'm airing frustrations, oh aging meat sack of mine, I do not appreciate at all that with my efforts to exercise, I have gone from symptoms of plantar fascitis to Achilles tendinitis. I'm not marathoning, for crying out loud; I'm just trying to get in my 10,000 steps a day.

NO LOVE,

Me

Uff da.

Jun. 11th, 2009 03:50 pm
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Sometimes I feel like I've been listening so hard to other people's conversations on DW and LJ, with or without actually commenting, that it comes as a shock when I realize I haven't posted anything here in a while.  "But I was just thinking about - oh.  Yeah.  That was so-an-so's journal.  But I thought I said...Nope, that was over there."

I've been spiking all over the place with bouts of crazy and/or temper.  Paycuts, crazies, babies/no babies, oh my! )

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