The ground shook twice today. The first minor earthquake hit this morning at 5:53am. The second one struck over 12 hours later at 6:40pm. If I had to put a time on how long the earth shook in total across both earthquakes, I'd estimate that the land underneath me and the house shifted for a cumulative four seconds. As far as I can tell, nothing was broken or destroyed and there were no injuries reported or seen in the immediate vicinity. Welcome to Southern California.
I battled what for me was a pretty intense stomachache this past Wednesday. I get bouts of nausea all the time, though those typically don't linger for more than a few minutes, if not really a few seconds. I am going to blame the Peach Mango Bloom energy drink that I drank at about 5am that morning. By 6am, that stomach pain had set in and my morning would be ruined. I probably didn't start feeling better until maybe 3pm. Normally peach and mango flavors don't bother me, at least by themselves, but I'm thinking that the combination of the two in that drink definitely didn't settle well. While I haven't sworn off Bloom entirely, I will definitely be steering clear of that Peach Mango variety. I'll stick to Crisp Apple, which has never left me feeling so badly. I'm not big into fruit, but apple always seems to settle well in my stomach, especially those Hostess Fruit Pies, the ones that feature apples. Those are so good, even though they are ridiculously high in sugar.
Work was uneventful this week. I'd prefer it that way, being that I don't tolerate drama and stupidity very well. I'll take dull over dramatic any day of the week. I can't readily say that work will be equally bland next week, but I remain hopeful. As is always the case, I just want to go into the office, do whatever it is I need to do, and get the hell out. I would also prefer to avoid dealing with many of my coworkers, many of whom I do not care for. A lot of them are just in the way as it is and their contributions to the overall office product is either of poor quality or just downright bad. Management won't outright tell them that they're awful because of this need to spare their feelings, but the seasoned workers in the building can see it. I know I can. We know the work isn't good. We also know that the workers doing the work aren't good either. We can't and don't say anything because in the end, it won't matter. Management will remain convinced that the new people who have been brought in are of respectable quality who are doing good work. They'd be wrong in maintaining that mentality, but I guess we'll just have to let them think what they're going to think. I've since stopped caring.
Somebody told me today that I sucked, as if to imply that I'm a bad person or someone of questionable quality. I don't remember the context as to why this occurred or was said, but it did. It happened. Truth be told, this sort of thing no longer fazes me, probably because I hear it all the time. My self-esteem is much too high for me to be bogged down by such defamatory remarks. Sticks and stone, I suppose? I don't know. People are going to have their opinions about me. There's nothing that I can do about that and so I really don't really worry it. I'm going to be me and do what I do. Third-party perspective be damned.
I return to the doctor on Monday. She thinks I might have a condition. Is it life-threatening? Hell, I don't know. Should I be worried? Maybe? I'm not though. She prescribed me Lasix last week and she adjusted two of my other medications. Specifically, she halved my dose of one medication and completely took me off another. I guess we'll see what happens this coming Monday, but I'm not worried about it. I feel fine...someone's famous last words, I suppose. But yes, I do feel fine though.
That's all I have for now. This week wasn't really that eventful. I doubt that next week will be that much more entertaining.
That doctor visit might be the highlight of the week and that's happening on Monday. From that point, it's all downhill the rest of the week.
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