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Applied lepidopterology
Nov. 22nd, 2010 08:43 amI wish there was a means of getting rid of the totally uncalled-for presence of butterflies in my tummy.
There's a 90% probability Mr H won't even be chairing today's [...] briefing, and I bloody *know* it, and I'd be bloody *grateful* if I didn't have to meet/see/talk to him.
So why the effing butterflies?
PMS is a bitch.
But then, so am I. A bitch with serious butterfly issues.
Kill me now.
ETA: He was chairing the briefing, but I succeeded in avoiding saying hello, eye contact etc., without being too obvious about avoiding it. Still feeling like shit, though.
PMS probably isn't the only culprit -- it's completely dark outside, because we're having a truly apocalyptic thunderstorm. So I suppose the weather is doing its part, too...
If I can't get a taxi because of it and miss tennis, I'll be really, really pissed-off. Oh frabjous day.
There's a 90% probability Mr H won't even be chairing today's [...] briefing, and I bloody *know* it, and I'd be bloody *grateful* if I didn't have to meet/see/talk to him.
So why the effing butterflies?
PMS is a bitch.
But then, so am I. A bitch with serious butterfly issues.
Kill me now.
ETA: He was chairing the briefing, but I succeeded in avoiding saying hello, eye contact etc., without being too obvious about avoiding it. Still feeling like shit, though.
PMS probably isn't the only culprit -- it's completely dark outside, because we're having a truly apocalyptic thunderstorm. So I suppose the weather is doing its part, too...
If I can't get a taxi because of it and miss tennis, I'll be really, really pissed-off. Oh frabjous day.
