suspended belief
Apr. 5th, 2004 09:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jaeclecticDespite having spent most of the day emptying my locker at the SF office (throwing a away a lot of paper, sorting out the few items that needed to be passed on to someone, and for most of those finding an electronic version and forwarding it via email), I am still not completely believing that this job will be over sometime next week. Really. Over.
In any case, feeling calmer, slept better last night -- despite general annoyance with the concept of DST, I think it helped that it was darker this AM, I was actually able to hit the snooze button and drift off again.
Did I mention that I realized half-way through the day yesterday that my mood was 90% PMS? Haven't actually started bleeding yet, just spotting, but I think the worst of the hormone flux is past. Still have a little unfocused anxiety, but I haven't been weepy. I do feel bad for men, it must be so hard for them to learn their hormonal cycles without an external marker.
Main accomplishments for the evening: paid some bills, joined ASIST and CPSR (and added said memberships to my resume, also noting in passing that the reference to my portfolio still said "a portfolio of my graduate school projects", oops), sloppily unpacked boxes of books.
So now instead of 20 boxes in the middle of the floor, I have 4 bookcases crammed with untidy stacks of fiction (very vaguely alphabetical stacks) and 4 boxes that appear to be mostly non-fiction, which need to wait until I succeed in fastening the other bookcase to the wall. For which I may need a different drill bit (if not a different drill), since although I could drill through the mortar on the interior brick wall, the exterior walls appear to be made of sterner stuff.
I think it is time to go sit on the sofa and pet the cats for a while.
In any case, feeling calmer, slept better last night -- despite general annoyance with the concept of DST, I think it helped that it was darker this AM, I was actually able to hit the snooze button and drift off again.
Did I mention that I realized half-way through the day yesterday that my mood was 90% PMS? Haven't actually started bleeding yet, just spotting, but I think the worst of the hormone flux is past. Still have a little unfocused anxiety, but I haven't been weepy. I do feel bad for men, it must be so hard for them to learn their hormonal cycles without an external marker.
Main accomplishments for the evening: paid some bills, joined ASIST and CPSR (and added said memberships to my resume, also noting in passing that the reference to my portfolio still said "a portfolio of my graduate school projects", oops), sloppily unpacked boxes of books.
So now instead of 20 boxes in the middle of the floor, I have 4 bookcases crammed with untidy stacks of fiction (very vaguely alphabetical stacks) and 4 boxes that appear to be mostly non-fiction, which need to wait until I succeed in fastening the other bookcase to the wall. For which I may need a different drill bit (if not a different drill), since although I could drill through the mortar on the interior brick wall, the exterior walls appear to be made of sterner stuff.
I think it is time to go sit on the sofa and pet the cats for a while.