it's all for the best...
life has a funny way of making you feel like a giant retard a good portion of the time. at least for me it does... everything is going pretty well. i work too much. i sleep too little. i have too much stress in my life. i have too little time to do anything that i want to do. this job is consuming me. it's taken over my life. it's so bizarre... you'd think that i would be bitter about it, and sometimes i get in my moods. other times i just let it roll off my back and know that i chose this and if i hate it as much as i think i do sometimes, i can leave. we'll see what comes of it. anyway, other than work my life is pretty lame. i'm too tired to do anything on my one day off per week. by the time i get done work it's 4am and there's not too much going on at that time, so i go home...put on a movie...pass out...wake up too late the next day to do anything productive and then it's back to work. awesome. i am so f-en cool.