I fucking hate the dial-up connection i'm using right now: people try to call my parents, the fuck up the data flow, and an entry i just spent half an hour typing out gets lost 
but it spares you a lot of reading about my shitty life, if you actually care that is...
in short:
-bosses tell me to watch my tone, but don't think about theirs
-bosses tell me to conduct myself more professionally. example cited: no more drawing pictures (off the clock btw) to cheer up co-workers, and even my bosses, when they're having a less-than-perfect day.
-Day 2 without my Effexor; mad at doctor for failing to tell me of withdrawls if i were to miss a dose, or let myself run out before i could get a refill.
-mad at myself for letting myself run out of meds, and losing the last Rx slip he wrote for me so i can't get a refill until the pharmacy can reach him tomorrow...hopefully. either way, it'll be at leas 5PM before i can even pick it up.
That about sums up my shitty life this weekend
but it spares you a lot of reading about my shitty life, if you actually care that is...
in short:
-bosses tell me to watch my tone, but don't think about theirs
-bosses tell me to conduct myself more professionally. example cited: no more drawing pictures (off the clock btw) to cheer up co-workers, and even my bosses, when they're having a less-than-perfect day.
-Day 2 without my Effexor; mad at doctor for failing to tell me of withdrawls if i were to miss a dose, or let myself run out before i could get a refill.
-mad at myself for letting myself run out of meds, and losing the last Rx slip he wrote for me so i can't get a refill until the pharmacy can reach him tomorrow...hopefully. either way, it'll be at leas 5PM before i can even pick it up.
That about sums up my shitty life this weekend
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mle:
poor punkin 
hope things get better sweetie!
hope things get better sweetie! 
lilmissmorbid:
