6/12/03

*frown* I was just over at comics.com reading my morning comics and was annoyed by those ads that try to grab your attention by flashing. I fucking hate those ads. I usually keep my window small enough I can easily scroll the screen to hide them. They’re obnoxious and they don’t fucking work. I try as hard I can not to look at them when I notice flashing, I hate flashing, it hurts my eyes, especially at 7:20am. I couldn’t tell you what the ads are for so it’s obvious that those don’t work, at least not on me. I’m more likely to look at an ad that’s soothing to the eye, not fucking painful.

Anyway, on to another rant.

I am so fucking sick of my job. I’m burned out and that only creates more problems. I’m more likely to make a mistake and when a mistake comes back to me I’m more likely to get pissed off about it which causes me to be even more burned out and frustrated. Burn-out is a vicious cycle. I’m also fucking sick of all these fuckwads that have decided to come in early like I do. It was nice before, because when I came in at 7 the lights were all still off, it was quiet, there was no one here. Now there’s more people here than you can shake a stick at and I find myself innundated with good mornings. I really wish I could slip in unnoticed and drink my coffee before people try to solicit any kind of vocalizations from me. I’m fucking sleepy, leave me alone.

I might work from home tomorrow. I have sleep debt issues, especially by the end of the week. By Thursday every week it’s not unusual to catch me fighting sleep at my desk. If I don’t drink coffee you can pretty much bet I’ll be nodding off. Under normal circumstances I’m able to sleep in on Saturdays but this Saturday I’m going to be photographing a Go-Kart race that our company is participating in for Junior Acheivement, this means my ass has to be out of bed at 5am. If I don’t get to catch up on my sleep tonight then my hubby is going to end up with an earful when he goes to wake my ass up on Saturday.

Another one of my fish is sick. This is really starting to piss me off. I don’t know what’s wrong with him but Kyle is laying around in the bottom of his tank like he doesn’t feel good. Problem is, short of a little loss in color which is normal for a sick betta, he’s showing no other signs of illness, so I’ve no clue what the illness is or what to do to cure it. I can’t just start tossing meds into the water because what if I find out it’s this and not this and have to switch meds. You can’t just switch fish meds at the drop of a hat, they need to get the other med out of their system first. I think what I’ll end up doing is cleaning his tank, removing the salt from his water (in case he gets dropsy) then adding gram positive and gram negative medicine’s that are compatible to cover many different illnesses. I’ve lost four fish this year and I have no idea why. Guess I’ll have to pull out the ole test kit and see if there’s a change in our water or something, I doubt it though since we have a private well. We had the water tested and short of a little copper in the lines our water is safe for fish right out of the tap, there’s no chemicals or bacteria in it or anything. I treat it anyway just to be safe. I’ve had my Larry for over a year and he’s never even gotten sick so I know it’s not something I’m doing. Hopefully whatever Kyle has I’ve caught it quick enough to treat him and fix him so I don’t lose a 5th fish.

Well, I guess I don’t have anything else to write about. I’m going to go take a nap, I mean work.