Dreams.

Job...ugh.

To add a bit more stress to an unpleasent situation, I think I may need to find a new job because my stupid job now has cut back all our hours. Why? I'm not exactly sure, my manager didn't tell me details, he just told me we need to change it...

So...that means I work very little during the week and need to perhaps get a new job or talk to him about it. This frustrates me greatly...I don't really know what to do...I'm a bit overwhelmed. I hate dealing with money, and now I'm kind of forced to...

Fuckin'...I'm really really pissed off, but so pissed off that I can't even express my rage in an outward display of actual rage, but it is so deeply internalized.....because I feel screwed. Not screwed beyond repair, but definitely screwed.

I need to work harder..

Brightside? Dave did buy me Chapstick...though I'm still utterly confused as to where my other one disappeared to. I thought I lost my ring today too, but I found it. Sorry if I didn't thank you dave! I thought I did, but I guess I didn't! Sorryyy, thanks!

posted by Bradimon @ 3:07 a.m.