At least you know you're alive....

It's slow today at work, and I'm suffering from ennui despite the fact that I had a fun weekend (party with friends Saturday) and I had a health scare yesterday. I may have a hernia, and I awoke with searing, burning pain just below my ribs, right in the center of my... chest? abdomen? kinda where my diaphram is (solar plexus?). The pain was such that it woke me from a deep sleep, but not sufficiently enough that I could even call for Logan's help. In my mind, I kept thinking I needed to go to the ER, but I couldn't move to call or even say a word if I had managed to get the phone. I was scared, but eventually resigned myself that maybe I was dying and it would be okay. I fell back asleep, and was pleasantly surprised to wake up, and with no pain.

I've Got You Under My Skin

The universe has been getting on my last nerve lately. From witless drivers who rudely push their way into the space I thought of as a safe driving buffer zone distance to telemarketers who don't even bother to have actual humans call and interrupt dinner but instead resort to using computers to tell me they have an important message to clueless, undereducated sales clerks that must have failed third grade math because they stare blankly at me when I hand them $21.05 when my bill is $15.55 (My change should be $5.50, a nice round sum, rather than $4.45 if I had paid with just the $20.00.). I've had it with people.