Monday, October 03, 2005
The combination of debilitating stomach and menstrual cramps has continued unabated since Thursday. It allowed me to take more breaks at work this weekend (male student supervisors turn to JELL-O at the phrase "I am menstruating"), but it gave me no leave from work, unfortunately.
Letzte Abend arbeitete ich von drei bis elf Uhr. Danach spieltete ich das Computer bis um eins Uhr. Ich schlaftete.
But not for long did I sleep, for I then arose at six to do laundry and ellipticize. I read the newspaper as my laundry dried, rushed through a shower, and arrived at Greek one minute late. I had German next, and then I ate an unhealthy lunch while I copied my Greek homework.
Returning to the foreign language for ancient gender and sexuality class, I discovered it has once again been cancelled. As I am burned out from working all weekend, I shall return to the Lauree Lair for a nap (hopefully; it will more likely become a long doze). Then I have to swim, and then I return to work, which is where I really live.
Humberto, a new employee at my place of employment, expressed astonishment at my revelation to him that I dread my life. His seems pretty well-founded, but mine is a nightmare.
The menstrual cycle is a nightmare.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 11:59 AM]