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Today's (Chinese) horoscope:
Don't readily abuse stimulants like coffee or tea any longer: They're very harmful to you in the long run. Despite any aversion for routine, try to have three well-balanced meals per day. Heartwise, your affairs will have many chances to turn out well. You must beware of envy; satisfy yourself with what life has granted you. Your finances will fare badly; it will be time to face reality squarely and to stop believing in fantasy.
Ironic, since I was on a major caffeine high yesterday and had two cups of tea, though one of the teas was decaffeinated and I've taken to drinking the decaf camomile before going to bed as it helps me sleep. Huh. These Chinese ones seem to usually hit the mark better than the astological ones for some reason. I've also lost a bit of weight recently, proving just how boney in my chest I am. Surprisingly I haven't really changed weight in about 4 years, so this is a bit of surprise. Can't really think of what I'm doing differently.
The Chicopee Chump has gone past obnoxiousness to pathetic after getting yelled at by Ryan repeatedly. And his excuse is that he has OCD. No excuse! I have slight OCD (I think) and I channel it by doing my job and making sure the lot is clean. And I'm not sure if I believe him in the first place since he's shown himself to be both manipulative and possibly a pathological liar. At least he didn't Shanghai me into working Saturday again, since in the words of Doctor Evil I basically told him "How 'bout no!" I need my weekends damn it and I already do the Sundays. That and the whole decent night's sleep thing I'd be lacking if I were to do the Saturday shift, so no dice.
I did get some chemistry help from Ryan since I found out he wants to do forensic chemistry. It would be extremely ironic if we end up working at the same place some day. That was a good thing. And I found out about 50 cents in dropped change today, which I like to think of as the universe's way of compensating for putting up with the Chump.
Now to make my tea and go to bed.
Don't readily abuse stimulants like coffee or tea any longer: They're very harmful to you in the long run. Despite any aversion for routine, try to have three well-balanced meals per day. Heartwise, your affairs will have many chances to turn out well. You must beware of envy; satisfy yourself with what life has granted you. Your finances will fare badly; it will be time to face reality squarely and to stop believing in fantasy.
Ironic, since I was on a major caffeine high yesterday and had two cups of tea, though one of the teas was decaffeinated and I've taken to drinking the decaf camomile before going to bed as it helps me sleep. Huh. These Chinese ones seem to usually hit the mark better than the astological ones for some reason. I've also lost a bit of weight recently, proving just how boney in my chest I am. Surprisingly I haven't really changed weight in about 4 years, so this is a bit of surprise. Can't really think of what I'm doing differently.
The Chicopee Chump has gone past obnoxiousness to pathetic after getting yelled at by Ryan repeatedly. And his excuse is that he has OCD. No excuse! I have slight OCD (I think) and I channel it by doing my job and making sure the lot is clean. And I'm not sure if I believe him in the first place since he's shown himself to be both manipulative and possibly a pathological liar. At least he didn't Shanghai me into working Saturday again, since in the words of Doctor Evil I basically told him "How 'bout no!" I need my weekends damn it and I already do the Sundays. That and the whole decent night's sleep thing I'd be lacking if I were to do the Saturday shift, so no dice.
I did get some chemistry help from Ryan since I found out he wants to do forensic chemistry. It would be extremely ironic if we end up working at the same place some day. That was a good thing. And I found out about 50 cents in dropped change today, which I like to think of as the universe's way of compensating for putting up with the Chump.
Now to make my tea and go to bed.
