10:07 a.m. - 2009-03-16
Strawberry.
I think I might have a UTI. Though, I'm not sure. How do you know when you need to die?
I have an appt. Not for the UTI. Esh.
Sleep, just need sleep.
Sooooo do not want to go to work tonight. Do not want.
Yet, somehow I wonder if tomorrow night will be worse. St. Pattys day.
And Goddamnit, that other manager better show up.
Also. Tonight I will just breathe. And get through the night. Because that is all I can do. I can push and push and make them do it and they will hate me for it. But oh well.
Also, I've noticed that I'm kind of a bitch. And I even said sorry for it to a few people. Though I'm not sure it did any good. Which, really what does that mean? Shit I'm not one to say sorry... Its just hard to do.
Whatever.
Breathe. Because that is all I can do.
