"I want to kill someone, but I'm too tired...."
I'm SO glad I didn't.
I walked in and Teresa immediately said, "What's wrong." (Note, this was a statement and not a question.) I told her that I was in raging PMS and "hormonally psychotic."
Her reply? "Oh. I was like that on Monday. I told my boss, 'I want to kill someone, but I'm too tired to do it.'" That was totally me today!
She said she has women call all the time saying they're too hormonal to have a massage. She always makes them come in.
The woman is magic, I tell ya. When I left, I was calm and peaceful. My muscles were relaxed. We talked sci-fi the entire time. (As I was way too wound up to actually doze, today.) I'm still exhausted, but at least my chances of committing murder have gone WAY down. (Unless, of course, you are providing me with poor tech support.)
I even managed to get on the phone with AT&T who fixed the mess made of my account on Tuesday. The supervisor assured me she would be helping the previous guy relearn how to provide tech support. Sadly, the final problem seems to be on my end with my firewall having a fit about something. But at least I can access my mail through the web client, now. And all my e-mails were there. Yays!
Big thanks to everyone who has assured me they're still on LJ. I rather enjoy Facebook as something akin to a cocktail party at a pub. You get to chat and joke and discuss things in a public setting. But LJ is the intimate conversation in your livingroom after the cocktail party. And not everyone's invited.
Okidoke. I'm going to drag my tired butt down to the couch for a short read before an early bedtime. Laters!
