Frustration: Maxxed Out
I've been so exhausted. I work non-stop (not really complaining), but I haven't had time to do anything. And god forbid I want to get a parking space to make it into work on time. I hate the holidays. Ever since my family went all balls to the wall hating each other, I haven't really cared about anything. I have nothing to look forward to. I'm probably losing my job, that I love, in January. I have to go back to classes, and that always depresses the hell out of me because I hate that school with a fiery passion. I'm so distraught over the incompetance of people that I'm surprised I haven't gone on a killing spree, and I wish I could get a decent amount of sleep so that I would feel a little more rejuvenated. I really am not looking forward to anything. Even though Christmas is this week, I still work over eight hours every day. I haven't enjoyed anything that normally eases my mind. Batman things have become tiresome, Gackt has become tiresome, and I've been depressed about Heath again, either A.) because it's almost his one year death anniversary, B.) The Dark Knight just was released on DVD, or C.) I'm just prone to random boughts of grieving and depression. I feel like an idiot. I guess I just needed a rant. I managed to have every chaotic happening go on today, but I didn't even get the satisfaction of getting something done...because no where I braved to go to had what I needed to get people. It's the last of my christmas shopping, and I can't even do THAT (which I'm crazy enough for trying to do this late in the game anyway). And it's really hot up in this loft. I'm so sick...and tired...and energy-less. Even my favorite restaurant didn't do anything to get me out of this apathy. It's kind of ridiculous. I dont' get excited over anything...anymore. I have little bouts of giggliness when in the company of people I enjoy, but everything seems bland and flavorless. It's a sad state, let me tell you.