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I hate facebook. All my friends IRL are there. This means that if I wish to vent, I cannot, because everyone will know/see what I wrote. I won't admit it, even to Ms. Cook, that I'm heartbroken. I hate this feeling. It makes me feel obsessive, broken, creepy, lost, and like a loser. My body has been hurting lately, though today it has been fairly calm. I think its an issue with my gall bladder, since the ultrasound calmed things down a lil bit. I'm hoping that's all it is, I'm scared by that as well.
I have my job still with Solar Turbines. I love my career and the company I work for, and that's impressive considering I've been there almost 2 years now.
I feel old, washed up, stupid and worthless. This from a man who works in tolerances measured in 0001" increments, knows what stainless steel is capable of, and has seen amazing exotic materials.
And the only reason I come to LJ now is to talk about sad stuff is seems. Because I cannot keep happy things a secret.
I have my job still with Solar Turbines. I love my career and the company I work for, and that's impressive considering I've been there almost 2 years now.
I feel old, washed up, stupid and worthless. This from a man who works in tolerances measured in 0001" increments, knows what stainless steel is capable of, and has seen amazing exotic materials.
And the only reason I come to LJ now is to talk about sad stuff is seems. Because I cannot keep happy things a secret.