I guess it was just placebo effect
At least I got 4 almost productive days out of it. Actually, 3, I guess, since I didn't get anything done on Friday and was back to being incredibly irritated when Overly Verbose Student wanted to talk about what we needed to do and wouldn't leave me alone to read my blogs. I've been in tears for no frickin' reason most of the weekend and I didn't get out of bed at all yesterday. Today I'm back to sneaking out of the house so I don't have to talk to anyone. I wanted to get my hair cut, too, but since I just want to get rid of 2 years worth of split ends, rather than get any kind of style, I was going to go to some cheap chain place, but when I walked past there were a bunch of guys waiting and I got all self-conscious about being the only girl. I guess I'm meant to care more about my hair than I do... I also couldn't face being stuck in the chair and forced to interact with the hairdresser, so I just kept walking. I had to come into the lab today to analyse data for my advisor's talk tomorrow, but now I'm having to psych myself up for every single mouse click and when I accidentally deleted something and had to start over, I was almost in tears (and again after I'd redone everything and realised it wasn't an accident after all and I really did need to delete it). This sucks.
posted by Lucy @ 1:56 PM
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I'm so sorry, Lucy. Can you call/email your meds person and tell her about how you're feeling now?
Hugs!
I only get my hair cut about 3 times a year... I feel like I should be doing more with it, too.
I'm so sorry that you're feeling down again. I know the feeling of being overwhelmed by every mouse click and being frustrated about having to redo, etc. Not fun at all. I hope things look better for you soon.
I second Phantom. Hope the rest of the day starts looking up.
Sorry to hear that you had such a sucky day. Hope that it gets better.
I agree with Phantom, too - I know that meds aren't a panacea, but from what I hear, there's often quite a bit of experimentation necessary before finding the right formula. But anyway, I hope your day has got better!
I get my hair cut at a hairdressing school. Do they have those where you are? 9 times out of ten the student doesn't talk to you because they're concentrating so hard. I hate it when I have to talk to hairdressers too.
Sorry to hear about the meds. I got quite excited for you for those few days. Take care.
Phantom, I was supposed to email last week to say how it was going. I guess it's better that I put it off now...
Galaxy, maybe I'll look into the hairdressing school idea, thanks. Last time (2 years ago) I lucked out and got someone who didn't appear to speak english, but I think there might be something else that bothers me as well. I hate tipping, too. Maybe I'll just wait until I'm home next to avoid that.
I stupidly went and got my hopes up about the meds last week, too...
My day actually got worse. It took me until 9 to get anything like the slides my advisor needed and then I gave up and came home (which involved walking half an hour in the cold, since the shuttle bus stopped running hours ago) to find an email asking for more data that I should've analysed, but I don't have the software at home and I don't think there's any way I can do it in time tomorrow...
After I posted before I felt guilty for whining just to get sympathy and I'm already doing it again... I'm sorry. But thank you.
Aw, Lucy, I'm sorry you had such a bad day. I've only had one haircut since the Big Giant Haircut in July, and i'm too anxious to go back...though I think I'm going to bring my friend IB with me to get a haircut soon. I *hate* talking to the hairstylist. Ugh.
I hope tomorrow is a better day for you.
Hugs, Lucy--that's a big drag, and I hope your meds person tells you something like "Oh, that's normal for the first week." So I guess I'm not the only one who dreads the conversation-making aspect of getting a haircut. And tipping always makes me antsy too. Over the years I've developed a whole "getting my haircut" persona, that bears little resemblance to the "real me."
Lucy, I hope the day gets better and that the meds person has some good advice. Those transition periods just suck.
Selfishly, though, I'm so glad to know I'm not the only person who detests making small talk while staring at myself in the mirror. I'm all for sticking TVs in hair salons and watching soaps or something. I have a kind of cheesy "getting my haircut" persona, but man, it takes a lot of energy to sustain.
I'm glad I'm not the only one who hates talking to the hairdresser, too. I wonder if they hate talking to customers, as well...
I should really email the meds person, I guess...
Thanks for the good wishes, all :) I'm feeling a little better today (largely because my advisor's talk got postponed so the fact that I hadn't done what I was supposed to didn't become obvious). Of course, I spent the day playing sudoku...
I've been stucking being talked at by a British, unicycling, fencing, ex-jockey barber with extreme political views and a love of his own voice. Seriously. And now I am firmly of the opinion that the quality of the haircut is inversely proportional to the amount of talking since the barber distracted himself from his job.
Hmm, I think I'd actually prefer to listen to someone's insane rantings than have to say anything myself... Although it would suck to not even get a decent haircut out of it.
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