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every now and then i intentionally go against my silky smooth nature and frustrate myself. well, intentionally may be too serious a word. basically, i do things that the past had demonstrated will frustrate me.
i suppose that's the case for today. and for a few days previous as well.
oh well. all things pass.

i'm on the road to recovery from two separate infections. ohh antibiotics, you wonderful bastards.
however, due to the general lameness of my job, a lot of people have been quitting both at my location and various others, and management doesn't seem to have any interest in hiring anyone else on at my location, so i'm working much more than i'd like to. i get 6 days off in the entire 4 week schedule. one of those days i will waste going to see a school play that i have low expectations for. this has been an ugly week. 6 days at work, all night shifts. and it just gets boring!

and i'm tired. from staying up late to be able to have time for myself, since i spend so much with the girlfriend because of her real and percieved problems. from getting up early to go out and do all the things i have to before work. fuck, which reminds me... i have to go do laundry since i'm out of work clothes. hopefully i still have enough time and won't be wearing damp clothes to work.

ugh.
life seems like a long and tired chore at the moment.
and that just completely goes against my general philosophy.
which is frustrating.