dictation's Diaryland Diary
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In my next life I'd like to be a...
...cartoonist.
That was in the Globe and Mail today. It made my day. (If you have trouble reading the print, it says "Something appropriate to express our highly refined sense of moral indignation.")
And the Dilbert strips on outsourcing have been hilarious. Like these two:
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This week has been difficult. Depressing in an especially yucky way. I've been bored out of my friggin' mind at the office and it's mostly because of the pain.
My back and neck have been extraordinarily sore. I barely made it through today. I should have stayed home but dragged myself in anyway. I think I might stay home tomorrow. If I wake up with pain, I will. I'm tired of feeling guilty for having a bad back and needing a day off now and then to stretch it all day. Part of the reason it's screwed up is because I sit in front of a computer eight hours a day. They bought me an expensive ergonomic chair to help but the problem is constant sitting. I get up and walk around, and take 30 minute hikes up nearby hills, to no avail. My body needs to lie down every couple of hours and there's nowhere to do that.
Every few minutes I had to go to the handicapped washroom to do standing yoga exercises (for privacy). I'm not going to do any bending over position in the shared washroom that's for sure.
I keep hoping the back and neck pain are a result of PMS. I also keep hoping my period will arrive. It's three days late now. What gives?
I've been feeling depressed and unfocussed most of this week. I'm down in the dumps about work and can't put my finger on it. PMS probably. All I know is I'm having too many negative thoughts. I'm bored with the routine. I can't get excited right now. I'm longing for Long Beach right now. Space to get lost in and be soothed by. Long Beach proves this is the perfect planet for the human being. You know, as long as we don't develop it to death.
Even without LB, it's sunny and warm. Green things are expanding. They smell piney and nice. That's enough.
7:43 p.m. - 13 May 2004
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