I've had enough
Aug. 22nd, 2008 07:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrWork just gets worse and worse. Every time it seems to smooth out, something else blows up. We're caught up in a fight right now, because A & B can't agree on fuck anything. Someone quit, so my schedule is fucked, and my boss' boss is too goddamn busy jacking off to do his job to get someone else in place. We're getting temps, but more often than not those never work. Next week, we'll be down three people, and I likely will be doing the fileroom, and this right in the middle of the crap causing all the trouble.
Have to work tomorrow. Yay, overtime, I guess.
Even LJ is pissing me off right now. Shit that normally wouldn't bother me, just makes me want to stab people. I'm tired of so much shit that should not get to me, because either I laugh it off, ignore it, or brush it off. Right now, it's just adding to my stress. I think it's just an easy target, but it shouldn't be, and it bums me out I'm turning it into that. LJ is my refuge, the only place I see my friends at all anymore. I hate that I'm letting it be a source of stress when it should not, and I don't want it to be.
Going to see Maile in Nov., but still lack the money for the ticket - which means my December ticket home is still up for debate as well. I know it'll work out, but I stress anyway. Those two tickets will likely cost me right around eight hundred bucks, and then there's hotel and spending money, and I'm not even thinking about presents.
I'm so fucking burned out on everything, I can't stand it. I don't even think I truly realized how done I was, with everything, until today, and I could not tell you what tipped it.
So, I think this is me going on hiatus for an indefiinate period. I'll be around, because I pretty much have to be, but you'll get little or nothing out of me beyond posting of whatever stories I can manage, and even those I'm likely disabling comments. When you stop having fun, it's time to step away, and I stopped having fun awhile ago, I think.
Have to work tomorrow. Yay, overtime, I guess.
Even LJ is pissing me off right now. Shit that normally wouldn't bother me, just makes me want to stab people. I'm tired of so much shit that should not get to me, because either I laugh it off, ignore it, or brush it off. Right now, it's just adding to my stress. I think it's just an easy target, but it shouldn't be, and it bums me out I'm turning it into that. LJ is my refuge, the only place I see my friends at all anymore. I hate that I'm letting it be a source of stress when it should not, and I don't want it to be.
Going to see Maile in Nov., but still lack the money for the ticket - which means my December ticket home is still up for debate as well. I know it'll work out, but I stress anyway. Those two tickets will likely cost me right around eight hundred bucks, and then there's hotel and spending money, and I'm not even thinking about presents.
I'm so fucking burned out on everything, I can't stand it. I don't even think I truly realized how done I was, with everything, until today, and I could not tell you what tipped it.
So, I think this is me going on hiatus for an indefiinate period. I'll be around, because I pretty much have to be, but you'll get little or nothing out of me beyond posting of whatever stories I can manage, and even those I'm likely disabling comments. When you stop having fun, it's time to step away, and I stopped having fun awhile ago, I think.
