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Thursday, October 25, 2001
Yesterday was bad.

Today is not shaping up so great, either. Once again, I arrived at the subway just as they were closing it off. Took the tram and got in on time, heading straight for the magazine store to buy Tylenol. This headache will not go away. Kept me up all night Tuesday and home from work Wednesday.

The bad thing about having a headache on a warm day like today is that the need to wear my monstrous bulk of hair up off my neck necessitates my pulling it up in a heavy, tight ponytail that aggravates the pain in my head. I suppose between a sweaty neck and pounding temples the choice should be clear. But the ponytail remains, for I am a doofus.

And to think, there are people in this world with real problems.

I won't detail yesterday. Suffice it to say, I still have to hunt down math professor, but since I seemed to have passed that test, I'm thinking of not dropping math and feminism. Which means, yes, still have to write that paper. What is it with me and writing papers this semester? I haven't written a one and the thought of it makes my head hurt even more.

Did I mention my computer was down when I got in this morning? The guy just came and fixed it... hence my writing this...

I must get to work.

Ere I go, I'll leave you with an excerpt from one of the company e-memos I read this morning:

Earlier this week I wrote to you of an incident at our 4 New York Plaza facility in Manhattan. An employee, playing what he considered to be a practical joke, left an envelope containing harmless powder on the desk of a colleague. Alarmed employees in the area called our Corporate Security staff. The employee who committed the hoax has since been dismissed.

In addition, since September 11, we have had to dismiss 13 other individuals, not only for inventing false anthrax scares, but also for communicating hateful comments, either through e-mail or verbally, directed at employees of Middle Eastern background.


Don't we live in a wonderful world?