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[Jan. 11th, 2011|11:12 pm]
It remains far too cold outside, but today was a very distinct improvement over yesterday.

Still fighting to be able to make a competitive offer to the candidate that is oh-so-perfect for the minion position I have, but now at least we have a path forward!

And once again, it was demonstrated that yelling and throwing a conniption, despite how satisfying it would be, is usually not the tactic of greatest productivity. I was diplomatic and kept my grump contained -- barely -- and now I have a shot at getting what I want. Still would have liked to do some shouting, though.

I've been weirdly achy and having delicate stomach and low on cope reserves and yesterday I was WAY over-emotional, so I think I may be fighting off a virus.

Or maybe it's just really cold and I'm getting older.

Trufax confession time: whenever I can't get hold of someone, there is a part of my brain that thinks the thought "maybe it's because they're dead". And I know that this is a completely ridiculous thought, but nevertheless, having thought it, I worry about it, just a little, until I am proved wrong. On the bus ride home yesterday, when nobody picked up their phones because Jerry was taking a shower and Greg & Robb were downstairs where cell coverage is poor and they can't hear the house phone? That part of my brain decided to note that one possible explanation was that everyone had succumbed to carbon monoxide poisoning. *cue ominous music*

Thanks, brain. You're a big help.

[User Picture]From: kev_bot
2011-01-12 03:19 pm (UTC)
OMG I totally get that. If Shawn is 15 minutes late for something, I spend the first 5 minutes annoyed, the next 5 minutes panicked that he's been overtaken by wolves or something, and the next 5 minutes feeling guilty for having been annoyed at him because of all the death.

As we age, by the way, our emotions dictate our body chemistry reactions more. You told me that. :)
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[User Picture]From: dpolicar
2011-01-12 04:42 pm (UTC)
Yeah, brains are unhelpful that way.
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[User Picture]From: srotu27
2011-01-12 04:56 pm (UTC)
Welcome to my boat. I was in full-on conniption land yesterday, but I contained it well enough to get out of the situation. Today, I can feel the conniption close enough to the surface that I'm working from home. 7.23 miles might be far enought to keep me from freaking out at someone.

And I understand about the death freak-out, too. I tend to worry more about it when I'm blowing someone (like my mom) off. If I dodge calls and/or wait to return messages, I worry that there'll be consequences. In my case, it's Catholic guilt.
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From: detailbear
2011-01-12 06:32 pm (UTC)
Sometimes viruses make you feel stressed and sometimes feeling stressed makes you a home for viruses.
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[User Picture]From: annlarimer
2011-01-12 09:40 pm (UTC)
Did you hear about that new stress virus?
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From: detailbear
2011-01-12 10:54 pm (UTC)
I've heard of the old "stress viruses", but searching for that phrase didn't bring up anything.
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[User Picture]From: annlarimer
2011-01-12 10:55 pm (UTC)
Sorry, that was, like, a joke. /shame cone
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[User Picture]From: goddessdster
2011-01-12 06:47 pm (UTC)
I just totally love you for using the word 'delicate' in any reference to yourself.
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[User Picture]From: dr_tectonic
2011-01-12 07:11 pm (UTC)
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[User Picture]From: ubermunkey
2011-01-12 11:35 pm (UTC)
Woo hoo.
Bub that is some wild shite. That brain of yours.

Thanks for the comment on my post. Great insight and idears!
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From: blockade_boy
2011-01-13 03:56 am (UTC)
Aw, I hope you feel better soon. And I agree: the worrywart portion of the brain needs to just shut the hell up sometimes. A few months ago, I walked between two trees and being momentarily afraid that a flock of birds would fly out and attack me. The fact that the trees were on a tiny section of lawn next to a Taco Bueno didn't factor into it. My brain was operating like I was in the Amazon.
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