Tired and pissed

Grr... I'm tired and cranky today, and I don't really know why.

Well, I know why I'm tired at least.

I fought a war all night.

Now I know what my Physician Assistant was talking about when she said, "When you're on the Wellbutrin, you might start having really vivid dreams."

I thought, "Like that's anything new for me?"

But HOLY CRAP.

Guns, long knives slashing at me from every which way, climbing trees like I was in the Matrix to stay out of the way of bullets, throwing grenades, things exploding, my blood shed by my own sister for crying out loud... Total chaos. Frightening.

And it felt SO REAL.

I really hope that's a side effect that lessens as your body gets used to it. Otherwise I'm screwed, and I might as well resign myself to being a zombie 24-7.

I guess it's a damn good thing that Wellbutrin is known for giving you energy.

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I'm so pissed off today. On the 1st, the Bitch From Hell offered to help us check odd funds. (Normally we have to stay until about 7 pm or so to get them all checked if it's just my officemate and I.)

So, today...when we go to do more quarter end statements, we find that there are NO MARKS on quite a few of the ones she supposedly checked. (Well, except for the yellow highlighter on the names of the ones she should have checked.)

Um, yello? If you're going to offer to do something, TRY ACTUALLY FUCKING DOING IT!!! Don't just take a stack into your office, fart around for a while, and then hide them in the pile of "done" ones.

Gah.

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And, on that note, back to the stack of unfinished quarter-ends.

Wheeeee!