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dragonoflife) wrote2006-01-28 08:08 pm
dragonoflife) wrote2006-01-28 08:08 pm
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Hoo boy, I'm a mess.
The other night I had the worst headache I can remember having, ever. Foolish me felt it coming on, but forgot to take my ibuprofen to work that day. The mild, mobile point of pain inside my head, perfectly bearable at the beginning of the twelve-hour shift, was all but forgotten once my neck erupted into searing, screaming pain. A good description would be a screw in the base of my neck, with the muscles extending upwards wrapped around it, stretching tighter and tighter till it felt like they would burst. Not long after that reached its crescendo my head erupted in splitting agony. By the end of the night I was both dizzy and nauseated, and honestly a little afraid to drive home. A ton of ibuprofen and food when I got home salved the ache, and sweet sleep cured it soon after.
I discovered yesterday that a job had opened up in CMU Housing. I worked there for the entirety of my college career, and I can only hope they remember me. I think it's work I could do very well at, and it'd be a definite jumping-off point for my future if I got it. Much more so than my current job. For that reason alone I'm sure I won't get it. Just get me an interview, I pray; I hope my cover letter will distinguish me in that. If not, I keep looking. I can transfer internally in just a few days, if I find a good place to work.
I'm a mess lately. I'm working morning shifts, which I simply find it impossible to acclimate to. I could stand getting up at 8, or even 7, but 6 AM is a bit too much for such a dedicated night owl. So much of the time I spend wandering about in a foggy, sleep-deprived daze.
I'm storngly considering creating a blog just for the expression of my philosophy and beliefs in essay format. I have a lot of these, a lot more than people would credit to me just to begin with, and it would be a nice writing exercise. Who knows, maybe I'd even get some widespread attention out of it. I'm a good writer, I should write.
I've actually been accomplishing writing lately, which pleases me. Not at the pace I want, but a random schedule and an unstable life situation naturally impede progress. My eternal thanks to those who read my writing and help me improve it.
So tired.
The other night I had the worst headache I can remember having, ever. Foolish me felt it coming on, but forgot to take my ibuprofen to work that day. The mild, mobile point of pain inside my head, perfectly bearable at the beginning of the twelve-hour shift, was all but forgotten once my neck erupted into searing, screaming pain. A good description would be a screw in the base of my neck, with the muscles extending upwards wrapped around it, stretching tighter and tighter till it felt like they would burst. Not long after that reached its crescendo my head erupted in splitting agony. By the end of the night I was both dizzy and nauseated, and honestly a little afraid to drive home. A ton of ibuprofen and food when I got home salved the ache, and sweet sleep cured it soon after.
I discovered yesterday that a job had opened up in CMU Housing. I worked there for the entirety of my college career, and I can only hope they remember me. I think it's work I could do very well at, and it'd be a definite jumping-off point for my future if I got it. Much more so than my current job. For that reason alone I'm sure I won't get it. Just get me an interview, I pray; I hope my cover letter will distinguish me in that. If not, I keep looking. I can transfer internally in just a few days, if I find a good place to work.
I'm a mess lately. I'm working morning shifts, which I simply find it impossible to acclimate to. I could stand getting up at 8, or even 7, but 6 AM is a bit too much for such a dedicated night owl. So much of the time I spend wandering about in a foggy, sleep-deprived daze.
I'm storngly considering creating a blog just for the expression of my philosophy and beliefs in essay format. I have a lot of these, a lot more than people would credit to me just to begin with, and it would be a nice writing exercise. Who knows, maybe I'd even get some widespread attention out of it. I'm a good writer, I should write.
I've actually been accomplishing writing lately, which pleases me. Not at the pace I want, but a random schedule and an unstable life situation naturally impede progress. My eternal thanks to those who read my writing and help me improve it.
So tired.