Tuesday, August 01, 2006

I never found a mummy

I'm getting sick, again. Yesterday I felt so sapped of energy that I couldn't finish anything I started, and today I've felt like either throwing myself on the train tracks or just falling into bed for a week. Top it off with a 90 minute appointment with the doctor (only to wind up with a referal to a pulmonologist), and I get to keep suffering with the inability to draw a full breath until I finally get to see the specialist.

At least our air-conditioner is finally working again. Yay.

Irritable

It's hot here in Iowa, and we've been without A/C since Sunday
evening, thanks to the bloody compressor in our A/C unit. Thanks
to scheduling conflicts, or whatever gods are conspiring to keep
our house humid and arthritis-activating, I have no idea when the
repairmen will actually be out to replace the broken component.
I'm sticky, achy, and completely miserable.

I'm also frustrated with a couple of other things at home, but
they're equally out of control. I get frustrated when things
don't stay the way I leave them, or when children that I love very
much are allowed to completely destroy things that I trust the
adults left in the house to not allow them to destroy. It's
stupid, yes, but it's very aggravating. Especially when I know
that I'll be the person who has to clean up after it all when I
come home to my hot, sticky, hell of a house tonight.

Also, I'm feeling inexplicably squicked about some things I'd
rather not mention. I can't seem to articulate them to anyone in
person, and I'm certainly not going to mention them to the person
that squicks me out. Sometimes, the information that you're
giving me is *way* too much information. Seriously - I feel a
twinge in my gut when you tell me this stuff, and I want to run as
far away as possible. Please don't give me elaborate details that
I IN NO WAY want to know.

Sometimes I think I'd be able to tolerate it a lot more easily if
we just moved completely away from here, and only had the
telephone to communicate through. I really don't want to raise a
kid around the same kind of bizarre stuff that I'm skirting around
right now...

Cryptic, but it had to be said.

Wow. This may be the single most inarticulate thing I've ever
posted. Great. :-\

Just a touch

Testes, testes...  One, two, three???

Okay, so last was not what I needed

Just trying to test the wrap of various mail programs.  All I need to do is type a continous string that's long enough to wrap at some point, and then find out where's it wrapped.

Tonight, we're going to a "Bike Night" event in the fake "East Village" of Des Moines.  There will be lots of nummy foodage, possibly, and apparently some half-way decent music...  But it's really hot outside, and I'm not sure if I'm up for roasting in the sun while I struggle to find a spot of shade.

Okay, that should be sufficient.