i'm all outta love...

...i'm so lost without you.

are you lost without me? probably not. since i was only blogging once a day, i'm sure the lack of blogging has not interrupted your life. although, sometimes one or two of you will politely suggest, "WHY DONT YOU FUCKING BLOG SOMETHING?" to which i will reply, "go away, i hate you."

so, i was all outta blog love for a while. couldn't think of a damn thing to write. maybe all my freaking out was temporarily subdued for reasons that i can't get into here because the fcc has really been riding me lately... and they're not the only one... BA DUM DUM CHING! oh i crack me up.

anyway, i'm back blogging today because my job is making me want to shoot myself in the foot. either that or just stub it REALLY hard to the point where it shatters all the bones up to my ankle and i end up in the hospital for days zonked out on morphine. that sounds much better than sitting here hour after hour wondering, "WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING?" i've stopped caring 100% about this job, and it is starting to have a real adverse effect on the rest of my life. i'm almost to the point where i cry every morning before i get out of my car. the only other time that has happened was when i worked for 2 or 3 days in the nordstrom shoe department at the grove. at least it has taken a year and a half for that to happen with this job.

anyway, i'm on the hunt for new employment.

on a positive note, i rode in the elevator with michael eisner yesterday and i'm sure he feels worse about his job than i do about mine. oh wait... he makes like one billion times what i do... so never mind. i guess there is no positive note.