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IN THE WRITING.COM DISTRICT COURT FOR THE DISTRICT OF MICHIGAN Criminal Action No. 96-938-2 WRITING.COM Plaintiff, vs. Melissa is fashionably late!  Defendant. ************************************************************************ REPORTER'S TRANSCRIPT (Trial to Jury - Volume 222) ************************************************************************ Proceedings before the HONORABLE The StoryMaster  , Judge, Writing.Com District Court for the District of Michigan, commencing at 8:49 a.m., on the 5th day of April, 2007, in Chambers C-234, Writing.Com Courthouse.PROCEEDINGS (In open court at 8:49 a.m.) THE COURT: Please be seated. The jury has informed that they have arrived at their findings and recommendation. I caution all present to avoid any reaction to these findings and the recommendation, either audibly or visibly. And if anyone violates that, we'll have to remove them. Obviously, it will take some time to read these findings, as the recommendation is the last thing read; so please be careful and comply with this request. We'll return the jury. (Jury in at 8:53 a.m.) THE COURT: Members of the jury, have you arrived at your special findings and recommendation? JURORS: Yes. THE COURT: If the foreman will please hand that to Diane , who will hand it to me.Members of the jury, you will please listen to the reading of your Special Findings Form A. These findings apply to all 1184 counts. Under Section I, Obsessive Ranting: The defendant intentionally ranted without ceasing for multiple blog entries. Answer: Yes. Section II, Repeatedly Beating A Dead Horse The deaths or injuries resulting in death occured during the commission of an offense under 18 Writing.Com Code Section 844(d), flogging a horse until death. Answer: Yes. Section III, Unnecessary Use of Curse words The defendant used language to be found offensive during multiple occurences and showed no regard for taste or appropriate expression of emotion. Answer: Yes. Section IV, Boring Daily Recounts Death or injury resulting in death occured during the commission of an offense under 22 Writing.Com Code Section 413(c), recounting daily activity to a point of extreme boredom. Answer: Yes. Section V, Pointless Entries The defendant shared needless details of her life via multiple entries, often multiple times in a row. Answer: Yes. Section VI, Contradictory Statements The defendant often confused her readers through contradictory statements. Answer: Yes. Section VII, Recounting Toilet Actions The defendant needlessly reflected on bathroom activities. Answer: Yes. Section VIII, Overdramatization Of Insignificant Things The defendant made several mountains out of single molehills. Answer: Yes. Section IX, Overreacting To Meaningless Gestures The defendant showed a propensity to fly off the handle for actions deemed appropriate and helpful. Answer: Yes. Section X, Unnecessary Temper Tantrums Death or injury resulting in death occured during the commission of an offense under 18 Writing.Com Code Section 312(a), throwing a temper tantrum in a public forum. Answer: Yes. Section XI, Cruelty Towards Animals, Superiors, Peers, And Inferiors The defendant showed no regard for life in general. Answer: Yes. Section XII, Repeated Bad Grammar, Spelling, And Opinionations The defendant shows no respect for her college education. Answer: Yes. Section XIII, Mitigating Factors (1) Melissa is fashionably late! believed herself to be in the right each time she commited one of the 1184 counts. Number of jurors who so find: 0.(2) Melissa is fashionably late! received encouragement and support from others to commit each of the 1184 counts. Number of jurors who so find: 4.(3) Melissa is fashionably late! is a reliable person in work and in her personal affairs and relations with others. Number of jurors who so find: 7.(4) Melissa is fashionably late! is a patient and effective teacher when she is working in a supervisory role. Number of jurors who so find: 5.(5) Melissa is fashionably late! is a good and loyal friend. Number of jurors who so find: 12.(6) Melissa is fashionably late! is a good mother and wife. Number of jurors who so find: 10.Recommendation, XIV: The jury has considered whether the aggravating factors found to exist sufficiently outweigh any mitigating factor or factors found to exist, or in the absense of any mitigating factors, whether the aggravating factors are themselves sufficient to justify a sentence of life in prison. Based upon this consideration, the jury recommends by unanimous vote that the following sentence be imposed: The defendant, Melissa is fashionably late! , shall be sentenced to a period in prison not shorter than 18 years and not longer than life.The Special Findings appear to be signed by all jurors and dated April 5, 2007. XV. Certification: By signing below, each juror certifies that consideration of race, color, religious beliefs, national origin, or sex of the defendant or the victims was not involved in reaching his or her individual decision and that the individual juror would have made the same recommendation regarding a sentence for crimes in question no matter what the race, color, religious beliefs, national origin, or sex of the defendant or the victims. Apparently signed by all jurors and also dated April 5, 2007. Mr. Foreman, was these and are these the jury's special findings and recommendation: JURY FOREMAN: Yes, they are. THE COURT: And so say you all? JURORS: Yes. THE COURT: Section XVI. Sentencing Melissa is fashionably late! , the court finds you guilty on all 1184 counts of blog criminal activity. You are hereby sentenced to life in prison, with no chance of parole for a minimum of 18 years. Court is in recess. (Recess at 9:37 a.m.) ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only **
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| I survived my oldest son's first day of Kindergarten, only slightly worse for wear. I bawled in the library at the school for a good 10 minutes. We stuck around for a while because I would start crying at the thought of leaving him there. He tried to act all independent, but when I asked him for a hug, he asked me if we were leaving. "Maybe," I told him. "No," he said. "I don't want you to."  After school, we went into the gym to pick him up and he wasn't where he was supposed to be. My heart pretty much went into my stomach as I'm looking all over the gym for my son. One of the other teachers suggested we go find Ethan's teacher because he would probably be with her. Sure enough, he was. He'd mistakenly gotten into the walker line instead of the car pickup line and his teacher caught it but hadn't had time to get back inside to get him into the gym. It took me about a half hour to let go of him after that.  I came home and took a nap and recovered a bit this afternoon. I don't know if I can handle having a Kindergartner and I still have to get Cameron into preschool on Thursday! What a week that will be for me! |
| Happy Labor Day, everyone. So, uhm, let's see. We're supposed to be going to a picnic/bbq at a friend's house. It's raining out, but that's OK. Cameron is also supposed to be staying the night at J's Mom and Dad's house tonight because Ethan's first day of school is tomorrow and Jason and I both want to go to school with Ethan on his first day. It's a huge deal for him and he had a bit of a breakdown over it last night because I know he will have a meltdown if we don't prepare him when we drop off CJ at grandma & papa's and he doesn't get to stay, too. He spent about 30 minutes crying in my lap about not wanting to go to school and not wanting to make new friends and that he just wanted to stay the night at grandma & papa's. It was pitiful, but he still has to go to school tomorrow! Cameron goes to his first day of preschool on Thursday. I know he'll love going. I'll love him going, too. There's some things I haven't been able to get him to focus on, like learning how to write his name (I think we're just going to teach him "CJ" for now because "Cameron" is a lot for a 3-year-old to learn!) For the picnic/bbq thing, I decided to make homemade red pepper hummus. I got started and realized I didn't have any tahini, so I looked online and it said that peanut butter was a decent substitute. So I tried it. It really isn't a decent substitute, but it will have to do. I don't have the extra funds to go buy more tahini right now and I don't want to waste a whole can of garbanzo beans plus 1/2 a jar of roasted red peppers! Once you get past the fact that it's hummus with a peanut butter odor, then it's OK. Otherwise, it's kind of a different-smelling, different-tasting, style of hummus. Maybe I won't take it to the bbq after all. I wouldn't want them to think that I don't know how to make hummus! |
| I am pretty much qualified, once the checks from the last catalog show come in. I'm just hoping there isn't some hiccup in the mail or something and they end up lost! Can I hear a "Go Girl!!!" Or whatever. I can be excited about it without anyone else. lol. Cameron climbed into bed with us sometime last night and I slept too hard to notice. At least until this morning, when I noticed that my back was fairly damp, and after determining that I hadn't gotten sweaty in my sleep, I somehow realized in my morning fog, that someone was snuggled up behind me. Then the smell hit me and I realized, again, that it wasn't a normal sweat smell. That's when I heard Jason rummaging around in the bathroom, so I called out his name. "I take it that you found the pee." He called to me from the bathroom. Lovely. So yes. This morning, I was awakened to the lovely feeling of warm and wet because Cameron peed my bed this morning. *Sigh.* |
| I am $75 away from qualifying as a Pampered Chef consultant in my first 30 days. I really, really want to qualify. I'm trying to figure out who I can call to make that happen. lol. If I had the extra $75, I would totally buy a bunch of stuff that I really want because I get about $400 worth of free product for getting that qualification in the first 30 days. Ugh. I'm all stressed about it. It won't be the end of the world if I don't qualify in the first 30 days since I have 90 total days to qualify and I have like 5 or 6 more shows booked between now and then. It's just the whole missing out on free stuff thing. (If anyone wants to order, by the way, you can go to www.pamperedchef.com and view the catalog and then let me know the item numbers and we can work out the shipping and everything - they have direct shipping for a little bit extra. I would be indebted to you FOREVER.) In other news, nothing is really different from yesterday. lol. Ethan ended up going to bed without pajamas last night because he was asked to change into them several times and refused. I will only ask so many times and then he goes to bed in whatever he's wearing. At that point, it was only his underpants and so he slept in his underpants. It didn't go over well with him. He screamed in his bedroom for almost an hour before he finally went to sleep, but we've done this one other time before and he knows we won't give in so I don't know what made him think we would reconsider. Because the last time it happened, he retaliated by terrorizing Cameron, who was trying to fly under the radar in his bed, we let Cameron fall asleep in the living room and took him to bed after the screaming discontinued. Talk about a stressful situation, but that's what happens when he gets over tired, and the over tired really couldn't be helped because we had so much to do yesterday in a short amount of time. Anyway, hoping for a good weekend. It's way too busy, but again it can't be helped. There's always so much to do and so little time at the end of the summer! |
| Usually, around 12:45 in the afternoon, Cameron becomes whiny and everything has the potential to make him cry. Sometimes, a quick cuddle will fix him all up. Others, I spend time rocking him in a chair, cuddling with him until he either decides he's finally past his despairing incident or until he falls asleep. My favorite part of the day comes in those extended rocking sessions. It's when my littlest of boys decides that he needs his Momma and the comfort I provide him. It's when I can go back in time and get in that sweet baby cuddle time without all of the screaming his colic brought with it. It's when I can stare at his sweet, sleeping face and feel my heart swell with happiness and sadness all the same. I love that he is still cuddly and sweet at 3 years old, though I know that the cuddles will probably soon be gone. Boys can't snuggle their Mommas and still be cool when they're 5. I've already learned that with Ethan. Even when Ethan is sick, it can be difficult to get a snuggle out of him. So it's good for him that Cameron will snuggle with me enough for both of them. This is this week's writing prompt for "Between the Lines (Retired)"  . Please post your blog "response" in the comments below, and I'll be sure to get over and check out what you have to say! |
| Our next door neighbor passed away on Wednesday. She'd been living with her daughter for a few weeks because her heart was getting so weak. She had a stroke on Saturday and on Wednesday she went to be with the Lord. She was 90 years old, and she had already told me that everything she had wanted to do she'd already done, and everything she'd wanted to see she'd already seen, so everyday since then has been an extra gift to her. This is the same neighbor who made the BEST Latvian pastries and baked for us often to pay Jason back for all of the snow blowing he did of her driveway during the winter, even though we had told her that he didn't need anything in return for his good deeds. She also loved coming outside when the boys were playing and watching them. She really got a kick out of watching them laugh, giggle, run, and play together. Jason and I went to her visitation yesterday. I can't believe it'd been almost a month since we'd seen her, and that she was gone. We're really going to miss having her next door. She was the most wonderful, lovely neighbor. We'll never forget her, and who ever moves in to her house is going to have some big shoes to fill, especially since I'm sure Anna will haunt them if they don't keep up her rose bushes. lol. It's sad to think about, but it's also good to know that she's no longer in pain. She'd had cancer over the past year, and had suffered through several surgeries and chemotherapy treatments before she decided to let God do His Will. That is when she told me that each new day was already an extra gift, anyway. It, indeed, was a gift. It was a gift to the rest of us to be able to keep her in our lives for so long. |
| You know what sucks? Getting paid $1134 that you have to pay back because of a clerical error. This is probably the least funny thing I have to say today. Had to work for 4 1/2 hours today outside of the house. It wasn't so bad, but man I am tired now. I haven't had to get up so early in about 2 months! My younger sister, K, had a great time watching the boys. She may need the next week to recover. My first Pampered Chef show came! Did I mention that I recently signed up to be a consultant? Anyone want to do a catalog show? Today was the first day of no caffeine in over a week and I have a huge headache! Why do I do this to myself? I know what happens anytime I put myself through caffeine withdrawal. Why do I even start drinking anything with it? I wish I had a diet coke. I might have to send Jason to the store to get one. (Yeah, like that will happen.) OMG I have really bad shiny syndrome tonight. Just these few paragraphs have taken me almost 45 minutes to write and I keep getting distracted by Scrapbook.com and Facebook and Fanboy & Chum Chum on TV and my kids being cute and my husband being silly and the mosquito bite on my ankle and whatever else attracts my attention. |
| Today was Ethan's second Kindergarten play date at his new school. We couldn't make the first because we had dental appointments that morning at the same time. He got to meet 3 of the 5 Kindergarten teachers in his building, as well as the principal. One of the teachers is named Ms. Friendlier. Another is named Mrs. Schoolmaster. Too funny, but great names for teachers! While we were there, Cameron, my (mostly) potty trained kid, decided it would be a great time to take a shit on the jungle gym. I had to climb up to the top and carry him down and then to the car so I could find out that we ran out of wipes and have to use Kleenex and water to clean up something I can only compare to gravy from all over his legs. Ugh. It was gross. Luckily, because he's only mostly potty trained, I pack a couple extra shorts and pair of underwear just in case. As far as the shorts and underpants he had on, I threw those damn things in the trash. I was NOT digging them out of the bag because if I got gravy on my hands, someone would pay dearly. I decided to not even bother. That kid has plenty of clothes, anyway. I'm exhausted now. I stopped and got a half-caff coffee. Yes, I know I said I'd sworn off caffeine, but sometimes I need a perk up so I indulge. Plus it's a tall half-caff caramel mocha skim with whip from Biggby and I have a small addiction to them. I quit them for about a month, but anytime we're out of the house, I can't help but stop and get one. My old job contacted me this morning and asked if I was interested in taking on some hourly, contract work. I replied that I was and to please let me know more information. As long as it means I don't have to go in, I think I would be OK. lol. |
| Being a stay-at-home Mom has its perks and its drawbacks. The perks, of course, including things like getting to spend more time with your kids, only having to focus on housework as your daily grind, not having to go associate with people you aren't really all that interested in associating with. The drawbacks aren't so bad... mostly just having life's mundane routine bore you to your core. But most of the time, the kids keep that from happening. Everyday is certainly a surprise where they are involved! Ethan's been under the weather for the past few days, even so far as he took 2 naps yesterday! Of course, he wouldn't go to bed at bedtime. You would've thought I'd have found a way to take advantage of being short a kid for a few hours, but I didn't. Instead, I sat on my ass and did jack shit. Or as my husband lovingly calls it - sitting around, eating bon bons all day. Sans the bon bons, of course. I have a slim figure to try to maintain! Now with taking a couple of days off housework to tend to my sick child, its like I haven't cleaned for a week! I don't understand how this house gets so messy so quickly! It's pretty annoying. And sad that that's all I have to bitch about anymore. lol I don't think I mentioned that I'm still not pregnant yet, so I'm fully expecting that I'm not going to ever get that way. I know it's only been about 6 months, but at least this way I don't torture myself with the want of another baby. My doctor put me on a round of clomid. This month is the second of three doses, and I'm pretty sure that it didn't work. Mostly because I haven't been in the mood to have sex. I've been too busy doing things like potty training my youngest, cleaning up his accidents, and doing laundry. Plus August has been a pretty busy month for us. Every weekend has something filling it and I hate that. I love being a home body. I would rather spend my entire weekend here, doing not a damn thing. Or at the beach. Either one would suit me just fine right now. Alright. Laundry calls. A mountain of it. Just about every towel in the house is on my basement floor, full of puke from the oldest right now. I will definitely be using lots of hot water in the washer today. Ha! The excitement of my day... I get to wash laundry with hot water! Never would've guess that 8 years ago! |
| Thank you very much for the 3-month upgrade! You don't know how much I appreciate it! This summer has flown by very quickly and with no extra money, we're lucky to be able to make our house payment until my unemployment kicks in on September 1st. We've never quite been in this position before, where we really have no debt but still have no extra money to play with. With both boys going into school (Ethan into K and CJ into 3-year preschool), there is a sense of dread and relief around here. I know CJ will do great in preschool, but I worry about Ethan with Kindergarten in a public school where I have no real control over what he hears and sees from the older kids. Ethan will love Kindergarten for the social aspects of it, but I'm not sure about the academia. I guess we'll find out in about two weeks, though! So anonymous, thank you for helping take some of the stress regarding my Writing.Com membership away. There are so many other things I worry about in my life and the fact that my only true vent blog wasn't available to me was getting to be pretty strenuous on my mind! I'm not even going to go into all of the other drama that has nothing to do with me or my kids. It's not even worth getting into. But I will take a moment to enjoy my 8th account birthday! I can't believe I've been a member of Writing.Com for 8 years now!  It seems like just yesterday I was a newbie full of angst. Now I'm an 8-year senior, still full of angst! lol |
| One of the 8th graders walked up to me today and said, "Mrs. Williams, I've been meaning to tell you all week that I love your hair cut and it was very, very brave of you to make such a drastic change." How cool is that? Sometimes I forget how thoughtful and sweet the kids here can be, especially since the very next hour another 8th grader said, "Mrs. Williams, when did you cut your hair?" "Last Wednesday." "Oh. Well I guess I'm just noticing it for a reason." ...  8th graders. Boy 8th graders, at that.I think the funniest reaction was from a 6th grade girl who I've gotten to know pretty well. She saw me on Thursday morning last week, screamed and ran away. I, of course, ignored her reaction, but one of the other teachers asked her what was wrong with her and she said, "Mrs. Williams doesn't even look like herself anymore without all that hair!" Kids. |
| This whole month has sucked. I still can't believe that all this nausea and the headaches are going to be worth it, since I'm going to eventually end up with a hysterectomy, anyway. But it's buying me more time with my uterus, so I guess that's worth something. Because, you know, my uterus and I are very good friends and I would hate for something to happen to her. Ethan's gotten something bronchial developing. The poor thing was up half the night coughing. I tried to talk him into staying home from school this morning, but he was adamant that he needed to go because it was the last day this week. He doesn't have anything green or yellow coming out. Everything is clear, so the teacher will let him come in. I told my mother-in-law to use her best discretion and if he wasn't looking good to keep him home. What's most funny about the whole school situation is that usually he doesn't want to go. Well, at least he used to not like to go. But now, he's finding the social interaction and the learning useful, apparently. Plus he can't miss any time with his boys. And we wouldn't want him to, either. |
Those who have me as a facebook friend already know I got my hair chopped off and can see the results of my haircut there.  I love how it looks! I've never done a pixie before, but I should have!And no, Problematic Content , I did not become a lesbian just because I went short. But you go right on ahead saying it because that's who you are.  I came in to work today and the kids and staff members don't even recognize me! But I'm getting good reviews and even those who were skeptical about my going so short love it. I'll have to send my hair dresser a thank-you note for this fantastic 'do! The best part about it is that it only took me 5 minutes to style it this morning! Just a little bit of pomade and a comb-through and I was done! I don't think I'm ever going to go long again! |
| 94 working days. And I'm getting my hair chopped off today. Even shorter than that time I chopped it off after the wedding. In the meantime, Jason and I have had a few haha moments about pregnancy. Last night, we were talking about how I would deal with the added fatigue, the nausea, etc. He said that I'm the one who wants to have a third, so he wouldn't feel one ounce of sympathy. Typical man thing. I don't know. Our conversations always lean to yes, but the logic center in my brain always screams, "No! No! NO!" I think that's mostly because I'm already tired all of the time, and I already have to chase after 2 boys. But then there's the other side, which I've talked about before. It's so crazy how quickly I can swing back and forth between yes and no. I think it's the nature of the beast. It's a scary change to think about. Very scary, indeed. |
| I am the bomb in the kitchen. I made a tomato tortellini soup that was to die for. And Sunday I made a vegetarian chili that was to die for. I still have a minestrone recipe to make this week before my fresh veggies go bad. Thank goodness that most soups freeze well! Oh, and I'm also chopping all of my hair off tomorrow! Think Halley Barry short. |
| I may have to make an addendum to the whole blogging everyday thing. You see, I forgot to take into account that our weekends are often C R A Z Y and full of plans. Take this weekend, for example. Friday night, I was pretty much down for the count. That whole migraine thing really threw me for a loop. I left work at 10:30ish and went straight to the chiropractor, then home and slept the rest of the morning and most of the afternoon. I scrapbooked a little bit, but nothing major because my head felt too fuzzy and then the whole left side of my body was cold. Plus Ethan started coming down with a cold and we spent a lot of time Friday evening trying to clean his nose out. That boy is STRONG and does NOT like a squeezie thingie up his nose. (Yes, squeezie thingie is a technical term.) Saturday morning, I had to go back to the chiropractor to take care of the aforementioned left-side-coldness. Then we had a birthday party at noon, so I had to go shopping for the gift still and make a card for said gift. We went to the party, which was at Chuck E Cheese, survived about 2 1/2 hours before we decided it was time to go, and had to bribe the kids with a trip to Toys R Us, which is next door, to get them to leave peacefully. We came home and got Cameron down for a short nap and then it was time to make dinner. Next thing I know, it's 10:45 and time for bed! Sunday morning, we woke up, went to breakfast at our usual place, and then I went in to work for a little bit so that I could get some unfinished work done that was due this morning. When I got home, we had to pack up and meet J's parents at Lowe's to pick out a new sink and faucet for our kitchen, which was our Christmas present from them. From there, we went grocery shopping, which is always a 2-hour event on a good day. This was the last week of the month, so we also had to clean out the fridge when we got home, and adds another hour of craziness into our afternoon. Luckily, Cameron fell asleep on the way home, so he slept on the couch while we did this, instead of trying to climb over us to get into things as we're cleaning. By the time we were done with that, it was time to start dinner, then the boys needed baths, and then bed for them, followed by bed for us. It does seem like a lot, but getting both boys ready to leave the house always takes a good 45 minutes with both Jason and I working on it! It's exhausting, to say the least. I can't even imagine adding a third little person to all of that chaos. But of course, most of it is just my oldest and his procrastination. ("Put your shoes on." "OK." *Five minutes later.* "Do you have your shoes on?" "No." "Then put your shoes on!" "OK." *Two minutes later.* "Are your shoes on?" "No." etc, etc, etc.) I always end up putting his shoes on for him, though a couple of times we've ended up not going because he wasn't ready by the designated time. He doesn't need help getting shoes on his feet, though he still needs help with tying his shoes. It's so crazy. That is why I'd love to stay at home, even if for a bit. I can start grocery shopping during the week. Bringing 1 kid to the store will be so much easier than 2 plus the Daddy kid. It will make time management so, so, so much easier. So yeah, that's my addendum, complete with excuse, as to why I can't get anything done on the weekends right now. lol. |
| I'm sitting here at work, in my office, in the dark, with the shakes, hoping that the Excedrin Migraine kicks in soon so that I can actually get something accomplished. I'm sick to my stomach and I can't even hold a pencil. I barely was able to drive in because I couldn't keep the van straight. Thankfully, I'm only about 7 minutes and less than 3 miles away, so making it here wasn't as bad as if I had to do all the driving like on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays. I feel like barfing. Why did I even bother to come in? Oh, yeah. I remember. The whole no sick days left thing. Plus I have stuff I have to get done today. I told my principal that I was going to try to stick it out, but I had to wait for the medicine to kick in. He told me that if I had to put my head down or anything, that would be fine. And that working in my dark office would be OK... just to make sure I answered my phone and my door. I hate depo lupron right now. I have a feeling I'm going to be like this for the next 8 weeks. Tired all of the time. Nauseated all of the time. With lots and lots of migraines. If I puke in my garbage can, I'm not going to stay. And it feels like it's coming to that. I just hope it happens when M isn't next door. He doesn't need to be subjected to my barf noises, that's for sure. |
| I was so tired by the time I got home last night, I sat down on the couch and closed my eyes for a moment to just regather my thoughts and try to pool enough energy to make it until the kids' bedtime. I can't kick the fatigue and it hits me something awful by 5 pm. Usually, I can push through and work it out, but yesterday I felt like I might pass out if I didn't rest for just a moment. I opened my eyes again, and the whole room was quiet. American Idol was starting. It was 8 pm. I didn't even realize I'd fallen asleep! I stayed up long enough to watch American Idol. Because you know, missing that weird beat boxer would have ruined my day today, if I hadn't seen him at original air time. He could actually sing, though. It was just weird when he tried to sing/beat box at the same time. To beat the fatigue, I've been trying to take it easy at work. I'm always so damn tired by the time 3:30 hits and I feel like I barely do anything anymore. At least not anything like I used to. It'll come, though. The nausea isn't nearly as bad as it was last Wednesday, so I imagine I'll either get used to it and learn to cope or it'll start to wear off. I'm hoping for the later because being tired all the time is hard to get used to. Speaking of work, I've started a count down of days until the last day of work: 147 total days, 105 weekdays, 98 working days. It's hard to believe that in a few short months, I will probably be unemployed. Again. But that's OK. I really hate this 40-hour crap, anyway. |
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