Today's post relates to two things which are overtaking my thoughts at the moment. Firstly, I am speckled due to painting a bookcase that I rescued from a skip. It's a tough job, but someone's gotta do it.
Secondly, I am behaving like a Hen because of my rather ferocious PMT, which kicked in yesterday. It's worse than I've previously known - I watched 'Meet the Parents' last night in attempt to find something that wasn't romantic or annoying, but I still ended up crying. I think it was the car he was driving - too many memories of cars. See what I mean?? I'm fucking useless. A big fat girl with far too many hormones.
I wonder if I'll ever ever find a man who can put up with my raging hormones? It's something that I'm not confident about...
Hold on - slight diversion here. The person on the computer next to me if having difficulties opening a file. There are two library staff helping now, and they're all as useless as each other. I know what the problem is - but because I'm feeling particularly bitter and mean today, I will not help. Ha. The person who supposedly knows what she's talking about is going to find someone else. Ha ha ha ha I'm so evil...
Ok, so back to me. The twelve week challenge has started, and I went to the gym this morning. I did a one hour workout, and am aching nicely, and then got a phone call from Personal Trainer (PT). She has told me to go again this afternoon - and that she's gonna be there so she'll know if I haven't been. Damn her and her military style rule over me.
Oh god - back to my little diversion... The IT man has arrived. And he still can't work out that it's a program problem. It's not the fucking file you dimwits!! It's the fact that you don't have the full version of Microsoft Office installed on these fucking useless machines!! Oh ... wait... I think he's got it. I think that after 3 other people coming to fix the problem and failing, he might have got it. The suspense is killing me - he's so close, yet so far...
Nope. It's over. I'm bored now and my abs are killing me - just crying out at the thought that I'm gonna go to the gym and kill them some more. Better go tank myself up with some protein.
P.S. Sorry for the boring and slightly haphazard post today. The PMT is to blame - of course.
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How weird - was just about to run for the hills when your blog knew who I was without me logging in, the realised it is linked to google and I am signed into my googlemail! Arf. Retard.
God you make me pee my pants, I remeber many a day on the GRS Agency team when i had to act as your bodyguard and block people from talking to you in case you stabbed them in the throat with your scissors. Which were blunt.
Nicole sounds like a fuckwit - what a numpty. Hey you are better off out of there and like you said enjoy the time off!
Fnaaaaar x
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