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And, of course, it's not getting any easier....

And it was made much harder today... my motion was restricted... my supervisor and I spent the day going over the procedure manuals. This sort of action is not well suited for either physical or mental health even under the best of circumstances.

We do get mostly done, however, and they are looking pretty good.

The biggest bugaboo, of course, was that the big boss insisted on having them in MS Word. The whole thing was already done in HTML and required very little doctoring to make it work well on-screen and in print... but it didn't have that MS trademark on it. O'well... it's done now, and hopefully I won't have anything to do with it in the future.

Heh... I said that, and then I realized that when we get the new machinery in, I will most likely be called upon the build the manuals....

And that's probably something that I should pass on to a younger tech... but no, I enjoy doing it, and I do it pretty well. It's just that when you've just quit smoking, everything seems... so not right. Things that I normally do just don't feel right, my skin doesn't hang right on me, my teeth feel itchy and uncomfortable....

And I am grumpier and more anti-social than usual.

There's an old saying, in vino veritas or something like that. I wonder if there's something similar about men being uncouth brutes without nicotine? Like,con nada nicotina este asshole or something like that, heh? Yeah, I know, it's kinda Spanish-ish, but so's Latin, so there!

19:57... nope, it's not too early to go to bed, so that's what I'm doing. My teeth don't itch when I'm sleeping....