Two-fold post: health and politics

I am bordering on being hardcore sick. Woke up this morning with a really bad and really weird headache. Not a migraine, but damned painful anyway. That's not so bad. I have a really high tolerance threshold for pain, given that I've been doing the migraine thing since I was about seven or eight years old (egads, that's twenty years! Anyway...).

However, throw an upset stomach into the mix, and I become a total baby. I don't know what it is about feeling nauseous, but it makes me cranky and whiny and clingy and makes me want my mommy like you wouldn't believe. I saw my mother last night, but that was before I started feeling sick, so it doesn't count.

I had better not still be sick on Saturday, is all I'm sayin'. Being sick for my own birthday party would suck.


In political news, it looks like Frank McKenna is leaving his post as ambassador to the USA and thus opening the door to being possibly the next leader of the Canadian Liberal Party.

This is a pretty interesting if not unexpected development. I am woefully ignorant about McKenna's stance on most issues, but I plan to find out about them as quickly as possible, especially since, given the Conservatives' current mandate and position in parliament, I'm pretty sure we'll be seeing elections again in twelve to eighteen months. Canadian politicians do *not* play nice with the other parties, as we've seen, and the Conservatives are pretty much caught between a rock and a hard place (and a pointy bit, too, on a third side) when considering either partnership or coalition with the other parties.


I need a politically-themed icon now. :)

Ooh, pretty!

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Bleargh...

Throwing up at work = not fun.

However, it does seem to have helped with the nausea *and* the headache, oddly enough. So, I'm going to stick it out a while longer and see if everything settles back down.

Now I just have to find some gum.

Bleah.

Open letters are good for any occasion...

Dear Body,

There is nothing left for you to throw up. Please stop. I mean it.

StopitstopitstopitSTOPIT!!!


No love at all,

Me

Argh! Kill!

Dear CAM,

Thank you OH so much for dithering about this latest boardsheet. Coming back TWICE to tell me you've forgotten something, and thus making me do THREE TIMES the usual amount of work is exactly what I needed today.

Oh, and may I add something? It is NOT MY FUCKING JOB to remind you to do your job. If a document always needs to be put with the boardsheets (required by law), guess what? It's your responsibility to remember. That's why they pay you the big bucks.

I, on the other hand, get paid less than twelve dollars an hour to do all the shit work you don't have time to deal with.

Feel free to go fuck yourself.

No love at all,

Me

Spammy McSpamalot!

Yeah, I'm feeling a bit better, so I stayed at work. I will not, however, be going out dancing tonight. There are limits. I have to volunteer tomorrow anyway, so I may as well rest tonight.

Today the world seems to be conspiring to annoy me. This indicates to me newly-self-aware, uh, self... yeah... that I am overtired. Possibly exarcebated by t3h s1ck.

Have emailed myself my copy of Saturday's play. The plan is to finish tonight, so that concerns/problems can be dealt with tomorrow at the latest.

D&D silliness :)

So, here's what I would be (according to one website, anyway) if I was to have a race and class in D&D:

( Cut for sanitation purposes )

Gacked from sorceror

Being a Capricorn is love.