So, I went out for beers after work, and now life does not seem so intense. That is my current malady, too much isolation. Perhaps isolation is the dream killer is a trite truism, but it does have a modicum of authenticity.
I have decided to quit my job. I will give notice on April 1st. Let them believe it is just an April fool's day joke. And perhaps that is all it will be, for it is not the job per-say at issue, but my attitude. Sometimes I think change is beyond me. When you peruse old journals, and the same concerns and whining are expressed, it becomes apparent that no progress has been made.
So, what the fuck do I want!?!
Cool, tall, and luscious. That is all I desire.
Finally getting a new boss at work this week. She is in on Thursday. My expectations are quit low. How sad.
la whatever
I have decided to quit my job. I will give notice on April 1st. Let them believe it is just an April fool's day joke. And perhaps that is all it will be, for it is not the job per-say at issue, but my attitude. Sometimes I think change is beyond me. When you peruse old journals, and the same concerns and whining are expressed, it becomes apparent that no progress has been made.
So, what the fuck do I want!?!
Cool, tall, and luscious. That is all I desire.
Finally getting a new boss at work this week. She is in on Thursday. My expectations are quit low. How sad.
la whatever
Glad I could be of service in the smile department too