was sent home from work due to a serious case of cracked-outness. my 40-50 hour weeks have gone up to 50-60 hour weeks. that's too many hours. my body can't handle it, my brain can't handle it.. i love margaritas, i really do, but i'm finally starting to understand sue.
i need a vacation. a paid vacation.
i can't get one of those yet.
i'll probably have better luck finding a better job.
i miss my friends.
all of them.
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