Let's all take a moment to remember The King on the anniversary of his death.

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Done?

Today is going much better than yesterday. Of course, I haven't been repeating yesterday's mistakes. For instance, I made no attempt to write this morning, so no one was able to interrupt me and piss me off. (Okay, truth is I had a training meeting that started at 8 and went to 9:30, so I didn't have any opportunity to write. But the principle is the same. I wasn't trying to enjoy myself, so it wasn't possible for anyone to interfere with that attempt, so I've no reason to be bitter at my co-workers.)

It didn't used to be that I judged the success of a day by the amount of time I spent not spent clenched with rage but I'm learning.

Tuesday? So far, so good. No sign of hormone-induced psychosis. A very good day.

I tell you what. I didn't snag this hormone prescription a minute too soon. A few more days like yesterday and I'd have left me.

Sigh. Of course, now that I've decided not to give the world the chance to dump on me by trying to use my work hours for something productive, I'm amazingly bored.

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I walked over and had coffee. I didn't get to see the Brown-Eyed Handsome Man (BEHM, for future referenc, even though that looks perilously close to SF's "Bug-Eyed Monster" acronym, and he's anything but) today. Must remember to go over promptly at 9:00 tomorrow. He's there at 9:00.

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Okay, that was at 10:30 and it's now 1:30. Believe it or not, I actually did a bit of work in the interval!

Now I'm having lunch, which is anything but exciting but is one of the more important steps in our new program of Non-Psychotic Days. Today's lunch: 3 oz broiled chicken, 1/2 potato, 2 cups salad w/l0-cal, non-fat Italian dressing, 1 cup bouillon. The bouillon is supposed to keep my sodium levels under control. (Technically this is a low-sodium diet, as well as being low-carb.) I have self-diagnosed a sodium imbalance as the cause of yesterday's little problem.

Okay, so that's boring.

What else is going on? Blister-Pak, the new Project Head on the client side called to ask what progress we've made on the three offices he approved last week. I, of course, have documentation to show that I attempted to contact my two offices twice each last week and once so far this week, without receiving a response.

The third office went straight onto Bossyboots' desk and there is, of course, no documentation to show he ever did anything with it. I sent him an e-mail and he claimed he'd contacted them but the way I was raised was that work that isn't documented didn't get done.

Also, he wanted to talk to Buehler who is on vacation and when I called Buehler he said he wasn't letting Blister-Pak ruin his day and he made me call back and claim I couldn't find him.

This kind of merry-go-round is one of the reasons I gave up being a secretary 15 years ago.

Whatever.

Bored of that now.

I'm going to have to give up and spend two hours playing Hearts, aren't I?