i have reason to believe that my job is causing me gastrointestinal problems. i've just made the connection today, and my gastrointestinal activity will have to be monitored for the next few weeks, but i definitely had sudden sharp pains in my abdomen when i got assigned a stupid project that i only have a day to do when the person who has the other half of the project has had at least two weeks to work on hers.
and for the record, i'll get the damn thing done in one day, just to show them
a. how kick ass i am
b. how stupid it is that a person should work for two weeks on something that could be done in a couple days.
irritating. just three more months... mario says i should bring alka seltzer and sprite to work.
*sigh*
great. i'm watching law & order to unwind.
seriously.
in other, more amusing, news. at the bus stop this morning, my waiting companion was a guy in dirty jeans and combat boots wearing a backpack. which is great, except instead of waiting patiently, he decided to power walk out to the middle of the street and stand there. and then he came back to the sidewalk and started doing quad stretches, which also entailed him hopping around on one foot. he also did some lunges and some calf stretches and he also sat down on the sidewalk and did some stretches there.
all of this in jeans and combat boots. i tried hard not to stare. and i mean, hey, i might just be an asshole, and he might have been on his way to the gym.
but maybe not.
and maybe my gastrointestinal problems aren't stress-related. maybe it's all the ice cream bars i've been eating.
but let's be honest: i'd rather give up stress than ice cream bars.
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