I don't know what has gotten into my system, but I am one unhappy camper today.  Nausea, stomach cramps that won't let my leg-to-trunk angle go greater than about 150 degrees (making walking upright extremely difficult), and I don't even want to guess how many times I've had to run down to the lavatory today.  At least I'm getting my exercise, the bathroom is down two flights of stairs, and I DO NOT trust that rickety old elevator.

Needless to say, any active time-wasting I was going to do at work today, like letter writing or a craft project have been set aside today.  I'm going to curl up on my chair, pray nobody calls, read my book and occasionally poke at the Falling Sand Game until it's go home time.  So much for the plan of going running tonight.  I think I'm going home, perhaps putting laundry away, and curling up in bed.

Adding to my misery is the fact that, with my cut hours, I did not make enough the last few weeks to pay my bills.  Not just not enough to live on, not even enough to pay all my bills.  This is before even counting things like gas and food.  The sad thing here is that I only need $233 a week to pay my bills.  Yes, I didn't even make that either week the last two weeks.
*sigh*
I'm a month or two ahead on my car payments, so I can defer those a while if necessary, and I guess I MIGHT be able to squeeze out the minimum payment for my credit card, but where gas, my new MARTA pass and the patch for my car tire is coming from, I've got no idea.  I'm really loathe to put anything on the credit card (which I've been desperately trying to pay down for a year, now) but it may be necessary.
Just have to float along until August.  Then Altar Boyz starts, and Equity pay kicks in, and I can pay up everything that needs to be paid, and kick that credit card's ass, to boot!
'Xcuse me.  time to run downstairs again.
kill me now