I called PER again. I have been feeling drained from this new job and I know lack of sleep sneaks up on you. I know its nearly October- a time of year I have usually had mania. I didn't want it to spiral unnoticed- as mania usually tends to do. So I call and this woman decides to tell me to eat better, get a special daylight lamp to have on in the morning, exercise, take fish oil.... And I can't get a word in to tell her that I do all these things and the sun is up when I get up and I'm allergic to fish... Oh no, she just went on! I ended up hanging up on her non-listening self and crying on the way to work.

Then at work, I yelled at the jerky guy I get stuck with a lot because he's selfish and jerky and annoying, and flat-out rude- to everyone! He acts as if he's a mean teacher and you're the bad ittle kid who needs to be given a lecture- 10 times an hour! THEN I get two missed calls from my dad. Highly unusual. So I call him back. His mom died. So THEN I start crying in the work bathroom and have to compose myself, when the jerky Nigerian guy says in his broken accent "Jennie-fah... Dah boss waz lookeeen for you." I said "Did you tell him I was in the bathroom?" Of course he didn't! I wasn't gone that long anyway. Besides which, the boss thinks I'm great and nobody like this guy! This guy goes on and on like this all day every day to everybody. Criticizing everything and undoing your work!

Plus, at judo this morning, I left a bit early because I couldn't figure out how to do things anymore and about cried! (I'm a brown belt so this was more a brain went haywire thing.)

I guess its a crying kind of day.