that's what my day was about. shit. awesome. who knew my job was going to be so glamorous.
my friend called tonight to tell me that she loved me and that i needed to be more positive because people love me. i know i am loved, i just forget.
i forget because i'm finding everything so much of a challenge that even deciding which undercrackers to wear every morning can have me in tears.
that's not right, is it? *sad*
my boss is mainly unsympathetic. she gave me the promotion and i took it. tough tits.
my friends are trying to be supportive but i push them away because i'm paid to do this work so i'm not about to give it to them to do.
i think i need to crawl into a hole this weekend and use that time to pull my head out of my arse. i sound like a pathetic teenager.
if all else fails, see you at monkeyworld in the summer. i'll be working behind the till. *ching*
