Remember last week? When I was all relaxed and an almost normal person? Well those days are over. Didn't get home until 8 last night, and was back in that suckhole of an office at 7:30 this morning. And I truly love the fact that I woke up at 3 AM and couldn't go back to sleep til like 5. That so sucks BIG TIME. I hate laying there, with all kinds of crazy shit in my head and why? oh why? am I thinking about work things, for a job I fucking HATE, when I should be deep in dreamland.
I really need to get laid.
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had this to say:
One word. VACATION. It sounds like you need one (preferably on a tropical island with a boy named Raul fanning you with palm frans and fulfilling your every (ahem) need.
- 11:58 AM
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~Tim had this to say:
I hate when I dream about work. I spend enough time there when I'm (mostly) awake. Isn't life supposed to be fair...?
- 11:42 PM
