[whine] Do I really have to go to work today? But I don’t wanna! [/whine]
Just getting to walk out the door. But, much like yesterday, man am I not feeling it. I’m so not feeling it, I’ve got the I can’t even be bothered to fake it mood right now. Like, man, I so don’t give a damn. Blah.
12 days, 12 hours and 12 minutes according to my countdown timer until my birthday. Wish I were happier about it but we’re broke and it’s certainly not going to get better in 12 days time. Hence the need to get off my ass and just suck it up and head to my job. I just so wish I could do my jewelry full-time instead. I just dread going into work. It’s so mind-numbingly boring and repetitive. I find myself unable to fake interest any longer and even worse, not caring I can’t fake it. It’s amazing just how long 4.5 hours can feel when those 4.5 hours are the most boring thing in the world.
Again I say, blah.