has just gotten crazier. It's official.
I am so sick of talking to all of my friends about how MISERABLE I am. I am so sick of blogging about having no life, or not blogging at all because life is nonexistant and work is omnipresent. Every time I try to check my Yahoo! mail and I have like 50 messages. Not even kidding.
I am STILL here!!! It's Friday at 9 P.M. and because of series of others' whims and fuck ups, I had to cancel on Marisa. We were going to see Dina's roller derby match. Her name is Carmen Monoxide for chrissakes. It's the last derby of the season. WTF? I have become the shittiest friend on the planet.
I feel like the only way to get out is to leave. But how?
Did I mention I am so mentally and physically exhausted, I could cry?
Oh, wait I already did. Another day, another cry at work. I can hardly believe I am alive....