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People conspire to annoy the hell out of me today

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A lot of my daily work time is spent answering support emails. Usually, people ask questions that fall into a few general categories and these are quickly dealt with. Once in a while, they have a genuine bug to report or encounter a snag we haven't seen before. All of which are ok.

Once in a while though, you get dumbasses.

We have a very comprehensive user manual for all the projects we work on. It takes a lot of time to make sure it's up to date and complete. It is. Sadly, the dumbasses never seem to use it.

I have just spent the last 15 minutes politely answering questions sent by email when all I want to do is send a one liner that would simply state “clearly, you haven't read the fucking manual”.

One day, I will.

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Worrying about the girl.

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I'm worried about my sweetie. Maybe more than I should, but I still do. She's not feeling well and there's not a lot I can do about it. It's not life threatening, but it's eating away at her and making her miserable and tired, which is not helping her general mental well being.

I don't know what to do, and neither does she.

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Hopefully today will be better

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it's too hot to do anything useful. Katy feels like shit because of her IBS and the strain is starting to show physically and emotionally. I'm going to make another appointment for her on monday to see if she can get something a bit stronger then peppermint oil to try and releive the pain. It's a nasty cycle though. She feels like shit, so she doesn't sleep. She gets stressed, then exhausted, then depressed, all of which aggravates her IBS. Lather, rinse, repeat. I don't know what to do to break the cycle.

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Yes, I do not feel social today

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But given how crappy I feel, it's not hard to understand why. Last night was plagued by weird dreams an disturbing imagery. I think one of the allergy products I took yesterday didn't play well with the others. Visions of car chases, people with singing heads coming out of their mouths, pizza demons, and Karen from Will&Grace doing really, really weird shit with a book-that-should-never-be-opened did not make for a peaceful night's sleep. When I woke up sometime during the night, my eyes were all puffy and irritated, and I started a sneezing/sniffling fit right then and there. I was teh sexay, let me tell you.

So yeah, this morning, all I feel like doing in holing up in the bedroom and reading and waiting for it to all pass. I apologize for being antisocial, but I just don't want to deal with people today :(

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My sinuses hate me

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My seasonal allergies have not been this bad for ages. Now granted, it's hot as hell and muggy to boot, and the pollen count is through the roof, but it's been years since I've had to take benadryl and a steroid-based nasal spray to complement a once-a-day antihistamine and still feel like shit and go through half a box of tissues. Not a happy bunny am I.

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On the complete irrationality of phobias

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I told myself today that I would walk to work with my arms bare and my head held high. I told myself that I would not fear the flying insects from hell.

So just to spite me, the universe had a laugh and I got buzzed at the back gate of the EBI and let out a little girl squeek.

I don't know why I'm so scared of flying insects, or where it came from. From my sessions with a phobia therapist, I've kind of come to the conclusion that part of my fear is because my allergies have gone rather haywire in recent years, and I don't know if I'll die if I get stung. I'm starting to wonder if that's all of it though. Rationally, the fear of pain can't be the reason I'm afraid of flying insects because, I'm not afraid of needles and, well, I've literally had my skin pierced a gajillion times in the course of getting my tattoos. Furthermore, I always carry enough allergy medication that I could probably swim in garlic and poison ivy and be ok.

I've also come to the conclusion that the trigger is the high-pitched buzzing noise. I'm forcing myself to go out more. When I'm cutting the grass, apparently I'm surrounded by bees and I don't flinch (mostly because I don't see them and can't hear them, so that may not count).

I don't know.

I just want to be able to enjoy summer like normal people.

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