Someone hit a snapping turtle and didn't stop. I turned around and picked it up and stuck it in my car because it was still alive. It pisses me off when people don't even bother to check on things they've hit. I saw the van hit the turtle, too.
It seems like one of my glands is swollen, and the pain was caused by my pulse pushing past it...I think.
I saw a wood pigeon get hit and killed by a car, and they didn't even slow down, let alone stop. I hate humanity.
Just got my health insurance bill for the year (the illegalities of my situation are complicated, let's leave it at that). Not happy because it's expensive, but especially not happy because it: A) "Does not cover unproven, experimental, or investigational treatment but B) Does cover "outpatient...homeopathic treatment up to $450." Can I just keep $450 from my premium if I promise to never, ever attempt to bill the insurance company for any sort of homeopathy? Every little bit helps....
This damn class ("Anthropology in Practice") is a lot harder than anticipated because very little relates to my career goal. I do not want to be an anthropologist, damn it. I understand archaeology technically falls under it, but none of these books or readings we have pertain to archaeology.
Both my feet hurt but for different reasons. I mean, I'm used to it but it still frustrates me to almost always be in pain
I'm going to be at work for 12 hours. Basically all staff are expected to attend an awards ceremony tonight.
Had a rough day due to an intense session with my counsellor. I left feeling very angry, upset and resentful. Good work.
Oh God. I never thought about how the staff felt about them. I've just started. Stay strong. I'm sending you all my support.
To be fair a counsellors job isn't just to listen to whatever you tell them and agree, they are there to help you change/develop/resolve issues , and that involves playing the honest friend role and telling you things you might not want to hear , or leading you to conclusions you might not want to make.
So the company that tried to con me into buying ink for the school I work for from them flagged my Trustpilot review on the grounds that it 'wasn't a legitimate sale'. 1. I posted that weeks ago 2. The evidence of that conversation are in the form of notes because I got out of buying from them 3. Said review discloses that this was following an unsolicited sales call and I have been clear on this fact.
With every minute that passes, my mood sinks further and further. Part if it is lack of sleep, but a big part is not, and I don't have anyone to just sit with or talk with (whether that is just emotion or logic talking, it doesn't matter).
Feeling kinda shitty today.Tired, stomach discomfort, nausea, cold, wet. But it could be a lot worse.
I needed to look through some important notes so I opened up OneNote and opened the notebook in question. "We could not open that location. It might not exist or you might not have permission to open it." So I go to my OneDrive to find it there, and it's gone! Poof! GAH! I NEEDED THOSE NOTES, MICROSOFT!