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Alive but Dragging Hi, I'm alive. Don't be pissed if I don't talk to you until after the holidays. If you're in my real time life, please just call me. I'm not trying to ignore my email posse; I just don't have the time or energy to write everyone back. If you're lucky, you'll hear from me twice a week that way. If not, I'll be talking to you around January when life returns to semi normal. Well, we'll see. Right now, I'm holding down the house working 50-60 hours a week. Its not fun. I'm hella tired most of the time. The other portion I'm bored because there's nothing to do except eat, do drugs, and read. Michigan, for you non-natives, sucks in the winter because its cold, and I'm PRAYING that I don't get an illness before this madness ends. *ugh* I'm also caught between standing up for my coworker and what's right in the world, or letting everything ride. Right now, I don't have a whole lot of options for changing jobs either. I hate to admit it, but I'm ready to sell out my moral conscience to survive, or at least get my wisdom teeth pulled under an insurance plan. Sad. I hate to keep reminding Dan of his status, but he needs to get a job soon or I'm going to lose my mind. Yeah, I'm pretty sure I can make it through the holidays, but after that? At least I have more than enough work to keep my mind away from the backstabbing politics of office life. Once that wears off, my only safeguard against office bullshit will be the protective womb of my car, hurtling me far away from the office. But then I'll have to live with the fact that I sold out, even to survive. *ugh* Why can't people just be real? Anyway, its getting boring rumbling to myself. What I really want is to screw these days. I think a good screw good get me going again. Hell, a good self induced orgasm might do it, what do I know? All I know is I want a good lay without a lot of work, lol, cause I ain't got time to wait. Daphne |