Wednesday, May 02, 2007

I am all sorts of stressing out.

I need a vacation. I also need money to go on that vacation.

I feel like I'm 3 seconds away from a nervous breakdown.

What started this?

I got mail at work. Trust me, if it's from someone I want to hear from, they know how to find me.

AND it's at the wrong office, so I get to wait until it gets here to figure out what sort of fucked up trouble I'm in now.

Fuck.

3 comments:

HDIC, Head Dick In Charge said...

I'm planning on heading your way (ish) in the next several months. If I could I would at least take you out to eat or something. Life sucks a little less when you have some decent food in you and maybe a few shots of some choice beverage.

Clare said...

I am so there.

<3

K-Mart said...

Hey Clare, I really hope you pull through.

I don't know what sort of books you like to read, but this one has totally helped me get through the shitpiles:

The Magic Of Thinking Big
by David J. Schwartz

Maybe it'll help you somewhat, or maybe it'll be an utter waste of time for you to read, I don't know. I just hope it helps.

Keep your chin up!