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My niece is coming over today, which I'm mad looking forward to. We've been doing these pictures together, you see, and I can't wait to do some more. Plus she's super gorgeous and totally funny.
What I'm not looking forward to:
- 3pm. Lady from Edge Employment is coming over to talk to me about my jobseeking efforts. Yes, you read right. A woman that was in emergency just last Thursday is expected to look for work by the Government. FUCK YOU, GOVERNMENT. Edge Employment is the most designer wanky uber-clean hoity-toity inner city office you have ever fucking seen. And she's coming HERE. To MY HOUSE. The SHACK of CHAOS. There's a bloody mathematical thingo called a Lorenz Attractor, and it's all about chaos. That is TOTALLY APPROPRIATE. Cause we, the Lorenzes, are CHAOTIC. We try to clean but it just gets messy again. We can never win. This house is a hub of a family storm of messiness. And there's a woman from a lab-clean office coming HERE. I DON'T NEED THIS STRESS, DAMN IT.
- 4pm. Going to my doctor, possibly to have my Mirena taken out. I was cramping and bleeding again yesterday, VERY badly, and now I'm cramping again. So yeah, might get the fucking thing taken out. I feel like I shouldn't but I really, really don't want to be in this sort of pain anymore, and I'm scared. I can't feel my cervix anymore.
What I'm not looking forward to:
- 3pm. Lady from Edge Employment is coming over to talk to me about my jobseeking efforts. Yes, you read right. A woman that was in emergency just last Thursday is expected to look for work by the Government. FUCK YOU, GOVERNMENT. Edge Employment is the most designer wanky uber-clean hoity-toity inner city office you have ever fucking seen. And she's coming HERE. To MY HOUSE. The SHACK of CHAOS. There's a bloody mathematical thingo called a Lorenz Attractor, and it's all about chaos. That is TOTALLY APPROPRIATE. Cause we, the Lorenzes, are CHAOTIC. We try to clean but it just gets messy again. We can never win. This house is a hub of a family storm of messiness. And there's a woman from a lab-clean office coming HERE. I DON'T NEED THIS STRESS, DAMN IT.
- 4pm. Going to my doctor, possibly to have my Mirena taken out. I was cramping and bleeding again yesterday, VERY badly, and now I'm cramping again. So yeah, might get the fucking thing taken out. I feel like I shouldn't but I really, really don't want to be in this sort of pain anymore, and I'm scared. I can't feel my cervix anymore.
