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Nov. 27th, 2007 09:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeO-kay. So, on the one hand, last night? Internet goes blinky blinky, I have low-grade fever, dizziness that won't quit and actually makes it hard to write/type, and I keep throwing up a little in my mouth. This morning? Apart from a little tired, I feel fine. Maybe not sick. Or maybe I was and now I'm better, and either way, yay.
Still have the three weeks of six day work weeks. Stupid winter retail hell. The other day we had an average of 15 calls holding at any given time. Usually we try for none, most times we succeed. I was... mildly impressed by how many people were calling in. And by how little I got thrown into the call queue. I like it when I can just do emails, even when it makes my wrist hurt like a motherfucker. Stupid wrist. On the other hand, that's what I get for slacking with Dragon before I probably should. Which is ever. Meh.
Life is... well, boring right now, which is to say not all that boring. There is anticipation, not all of it the good kind. Waiting on Aunt E's phone call. I still don't know what to think about that, it makes everything I do, the plans I make, seem kind of... off. Odd. Something. It's all very weird. I feel like I'm moving at one remove from the rest of the world. Also, it's cold.
Still have the three weeks of six day work weeks. Stupid winter retail hell. The other day we had an average of 15 calls holding at any given time. Usually we try for none, most times we succeed. I was... mildly impressed by how many people were calling in. And by how little I got thrown into the call queue. I like it when I can just do emails, even when it makes my wrist hurt like a motherfucker. Stupid wrist. On the other hand, that's what I get for slacking with Dragon before I probably should. Which is ever. Meh.
Life is... well, boring right now, which is to say not all that boring. There is anticipation, not all of it the good kind. Waiting on Aunt E's phone call. I still don't know what to think about that, it makes everything I do, the plans I make, seem kind of... off. Odd. Something. It's all very weird. I feel like I'm moving at one remove from the rest of the world. Also, it's cold.