And I Partied Like it was 1999. Or Something.

Might I just take this moment to inform the world at large that I, I am vaguely nauseous.

This is the second time in several days that I have felt this feeling of... grossness. Both times I have been able to clearly trace the origins. My nausea today results from the deadly combo of too much coffee on a way empty stomach and the fact that my cubicle feels like it is 80 degrees. I can't handle heat when I am sick. In fact, the easiest way to make me sick is to heat up my face.

Gag.

I can't do anything about being heavetastic today, because when I came in this morning I was informed that I am only one of three on my team that bothered to show up today. The day after a holiday weekend. One of three people. That could also have something to do with the way I feel.

I am not yet overwhelmed but I am quite thoroughly whelmed and perhaps by lunchtime - if this keeps up - I will have had my fill of whelm and will be headed into the insanity that is my mind.

Speaking of New Year's Eve - I got a call from Mom yesterday, she wants to pay my cable bill, I think in no small part because without internet access at home, I am not posting to my LJ as much and she needs to keep up with my life. Since I have a birthday coming up, I am taking advantage of the offer and also - I'll tell you all what I Remember from My New Year's Eve Experience.

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If someone by the name of bluecanary1013 is trying to email me - um comment here or something cause all I am getting is an attachment and I'm not opening that. Cause of the viruses. And the worms. And the other stuff I am probably forgetting about.

I'm going home now.

If I had three wishes right now the first wish would to be more clever. I feel exceedingly dull. The second and third wish I would save until I got the clever one fulfilled, cause I am certain that is a trait that is useful in wishmaking.

Now I only have to track down that pesky genie.

::plan is formed::

Also? Have I mentioned how very much I dislike my job? I am grateful to have it - yes. However, I am reminded on days like today that I merely tolerate it and will never love it. I have tried to love it. I still look for the positives - but it is like I am stuck in an indifferent arranged marriage. I'm lucky - it could have been worse, but man. I wonder what I am missing?