one of those "reality hitting me" moments

Urg. I'm just so depressed tonight. I hate being like this...I hate having to work...I just want to be at home with him.

Not here babysitting drunk idiots. Waking up idiots, or doing favors for ungrateful idiots.

Also thinking about the fact that I have to work for maybe 24 (+) years, made me want to stab my eyes out with scissors...

such confusion.

I am just tired and disoriented tonight.

I got to work, fell asleep with a sofa cushion on top of me for a lightblock/blanket while watching Adult Swim, woke up to a text from my friend Gerald, and thought...

where the hell am i? what the hell day is it? where in the hell is that noise coming from? OH SHIT! DID I MISS WORK??!!!


Yeah.

Huzzah for my two off days!