fillerbunny

I feel like ass. I'm sick again. I cannot work with these kids anymore, they're going to be the death of me I swear. I never get the chance to recover from one thing before I'm exposed to another. It's driving me nuts.

My kid that was in the hospital and has been out of school for a month is finally coming back. He had influenza which turned into a bacterial infection in his brain called incephalitis (spelling?) Anyway, he's lucky he lived through it. Poor little guy didn't have much weight on him to begin with and all that illness made him lose even more. He looks like a skeleton now.

My tarantula is doing great. I put her in my bedroom at night and she lives on my kitchen table during the day. I hold her at least once a day and she seems to enjoy it. She's quite active. More so then I would have thought a spider would be. She's always hunting in her habitat or building a web or burrowing or something. She barely ever sleeps.

I wish I only needed a tiny bit of sleep, all I want to do these days is sleep, although last night I woke up with such a sore throught I couldn't sleep. I got up and putzed around till three-thirty then went back to bed only to get up for work at four fortyfive.

Stupid war. Took my brother overseas and now I'm losing hours cause of it. I'm in the market for a new job. I can't afford to work less than thirty hours a week like this. STRESS! I just need to stop worrying but everytime I think I have that opportunity something else falls in my lap.

Woe is me, the world hates me.