Wow. PMS. Someone tell me I'm not a steaming mound of waste. I'm getting better at this, though. I listened to myself in third person and watched the faces of those around me during the task force regrouping we had today, and they all walked away clenching their individual action items and smiling with relief. The brain still works, it's just my faith that is lagging. So I re-iterate. While life will return to normail in 4-6 hours and I consciously know that I still kick ass, someone please remind me that I'm good and not a waste of air and natural resources? *sigh*
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Last few Rants:
I guess this is goodbye. - 11:57 a.m. , 2005-02-10
Endorphins, stress, and magickal mystery - 5:07 p.m. , 2005-02-02
stress, incoming - 4:42 p.m. , 2005-01-28
heaving great happy sighs - 3:05 p.m. , 2005-01-24
Imposter syndrome strikes again - 1:20 p.m. , 2005-01-19
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