sick

Apparently MathGirl broke her arm last week. At lunch I called her to give her a hard time for not writing or calling me for a while, but she was in a meeting so I left a message. Then she left a message telling me she doesn't remember much of last week, since she broke her arm.

I don't know the details. I called and left another message, so hopefully she'll call tonight.

Stupid work. If I didn't have to work I'd be packing my bags for PA right now to go be with her and do things for her and such. Stupid work. But hopefully in the next few weeks I'll earn some money, and then can go.

I feel so helpless.

Speaking of work, today was brutal. I've done all I can on the project I was hired to work on, so I started something else. It involves revising a software manual written by a madman. The damn thing runs 500 pages because he included graphics of every little button and menu.

So today I took my Red Pen of Doom to it, slashing things out and adding other things. Then I set to work making the changes.

It would almost be easier to rewrite the damn thing from scratch. Making changes to something already written is a major pain in the ass. The original is never done correctly. At least to my standards.

But now I'm home. I've gotten through hump day, albeit with no humping and no chance of humping in the future. Pity, that.