The window of Death.
It's Wednesday but I'm feeling extreme Monday Blues nevertheless. The long weekend's a killer, really. It always makes the restarting of work even worse. But not that I'm complaining that I have 2 less work days this week.
Feeling especially sleepy today even at this hour. 7pm. Not helping that I couldn't give my blood this afternoon. Low iron count again at 10.7 today. BOO max. Baoli's was at 13.8! I am so far off the target of 12.5 actually. Got myself 10 iron tablets free. Hate it when I can't get to do what I planned. Everthing's just not going as planned today. I planned to finish my post-mortem reports. Not done. Didn't even get to touch them. I thought I was pretty efficient today but I guess not. I cannot even remember what I was busy with.
I'm typing this at the bus stop and this stupid pink lady with straight long hair just keeps on walking into me and sweeping her hair into my face. I already intentionally knocked into her once, pushed her back another and tsk-ed in her face. She just does not get it. I hope she still cannot get on the bus so she'll come back and push me another time so I can scold her. She is testing my patience when I don't have much on monday-blues-days and especially in low iron count times. Damn! She got on the bus. Stupid pink people with long black hair.
Grouchy grouchy pei. Almost as good as the grinch. But I am not stealing Christmas. I am looking forward. Perth first though. In 19 days.
Goodbye August. You weren't fantastic. Hello September! I am waving. Frantically. Hurry up already!
//the bus isn't here yet

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