Received a terrifying letter from my university in England. Said I’d lose my right to apply for my doctorate if I didn’t report to them as soon as possible.
Exercised in preparation for my first cricket practice (today). Hurt my shoulder.
Tried to call a woman I’ve been IM’ing every day for the past two months to ask for a date. No answer (twice).
Woke up at 3 am to call back to England about the doctorate. Called wrong number, then got a busy signal. Fell back asleep. Tried to call again at 8:30 am (4:30 pm their time). The secretary had left for the day already.
Got to work at 9 am. A message was there from my lazy, incompetent boss that she wouldn’t be in until 2 pm. Could I call X number of people for her?
A terrific migraine.
Tried to call the cable company about the modem service they were supposed to install two weeks ago. They were “working on it.”
The cricket captain called back. Practice was cancelled, didn’t know when it would be rescheduled.
IM’d the woman to ask her for a date. Said the guy she was seeing wouldn’t like that. I’ve received over 100 e-mails from her and IM’d her every day for two months and she’d never mentioned him. It’s the first time I’ve summoned up the courage to ask someone since my divorce was finalised…
I am tempted to go home, get into bed, and remain there for three days. I know that wouldn’t do any good. Since I’m new to my city, I don’t have any friends here to hit the bars with, and it probably wouldn’t be a good idea to drink right now anyhow. So, what, fellow Dopers, do you do to recover from your “days like these”?
Well, you already said a drink was out, and you’re single, so sex won’t do. I’d suggest you hug a warm puppy. If you don’t like puppies, then find something that will make you laugh…a real laugh-out-loud kind of thing. Puppies or laughter.
When do the Ides of March end BTW? If they haven’t started I don’t wanna know. In the last 24 hours I found out that my kid has brain damage (minor lesion on his front lobe which hasn’t affected his intelligence but appears to affected every other damned thing) and my father has cancer.
I drank a lot of wine. I intend to drink some more tonight. I also had Gottena gingerbread left over from Xmas which I ate. I hugged my cats a lot.
I’m sorry things suck for you, Duke. That’s not good the IM thingy.
Primaflora, I am really sorry to hear. I’ve been thinking about your kid recently and how tough it is for him–my heart goes out to your whole family. {{{flora}}}
As for what I ended up doing…after the post I ended up talking to a friend at work, cried a little. I went home, ate some bread, exercised for half an hour, watched a basketball game and junk TV. Slept like a log, finally got through to Graduate Studies back in England. I guess that’s not what I usually do under these circumstances (usually, I just end up playing NetHack or Angband for hours!) but it helped a little. I avoided the booze, even though I had a 4/5ths-full bottle of Bombay Sapphire (mmmmmm…) at the flat.
Thanks for the posts, guys. This board is really something. Here’s a hug back, Zyada {{{Zyada}}} As for going down to the beach…guess where I asked IM woman on the date :rolleyes: Today is the first day in two months I haven’t heard from her. Perhaps, someday, I will blackmail her with the provocative picture she sent me last week (yes, last week!) :eek:
