And now Steve Carlson will be at the Nashville Supernatural convention. I still can't afford it.
There is so much sad.

I have now lost 42 pounds.
My goal is 50.
Hey Charlie Sheen - now I'm winning.

::cheer::

Dear Mother Nature,
Why so pissy? All these storms are no good for me! Stop!
Love
Me

Since I'll be cleaning up bits of my broken heart off the floor for a while - due to Edge's sudden retirement - I'll have to make a post later.
One with actual thoughts behind it.

::weep::

Ok yes. Diet still sucks. May have to devor many many oreos on 'splurge day'.

Have lost 38 pounds. Yes - there is a huuuuuge upside to this diet.

It's apparently time for my (unfortunately) regular panic about my money and how I'm not seeing any come in.
This isn't awesome.

I haven't liked snow since I graduated high school. It no longer gets me out of work for a day. It just makes it hard as Hades to get anywhere. And rucks with my plans. WWE Raw is in Nashville tonight and I have my tickets, but the odds of me being too stressed to enjoy it are high. This is sooo uncool ( Read more... )

At what point do you just up and quit your job? When you're daily frustrated to the point of exhausted and stressed tears by midday, or do you hold out longer than that?

By the time I get to work these days, I'm ready to leave.

The phone lines died in the office Wednesday night. They've been off since.
It's gonna more than $3600 to repair.
Don't think I'll be getting a raise again this year.