You Need More Time Off
Ain't that the truth. This article is so dead on. Then again, I don't have that work-til-you-kill-yourself mentality. Fuck work. It's not worth half as much as Corporate America likes to think it is. My old boss had this HUGE issue with the idea that I might average a need for two days off in a month because don't ya know, that means I'll be off a whole month in a year. (of course, I didn't get a single paid day off: no vacation, no sick, no personal so damn me to hell for wanting time off). It's so fucked up. The whole mentality is shot to hell and I've never bought into it. Maybe it's the artsy in me; maybe it's laziness; maybe it's realization that a job is NOT your life and a job is just something that gets in the way of actually LIVING. *shrugs* Remind me not to put that part on my resume. (ha) By the way, he's really not kidding. In Europe, you really do get 1-3 months off PER YEAR for vacation.
Poor Little Kitty
Fucking exhausted. Had to get Kush from the vet like 3:30pm today. But I got there like 5:30pm because I spent about TWO HOURS in the parking lot known as US Highway 19 (the ONLY major north-south route in the area). Apparently there were multiple accidents which required air-lift and therefore, two seperate places where traffic was shut down. There is no hell worse then being stuck - having not eaten anything and having slept all of 2 1/2 hours the night before - in traffic that just can't move. ARG. I felt so bad for the office staff too because they normally close at 5pm but had to be there until 6pm by the time we were done with everything. So, I drove 45 minutes up there this morning, 45minutes back, 2 1/2 hours up there again and 45 minutes back. (on two and a half hours of sleep and no food). Wonder why my head freaking hurts to hell? Or why I actually passed up a chance to go hang out with my Love (who's over at his work's convention again) despite not having seen him since yesterday because I'm just too tired?
When you're starved, but you can't even bring yourself to go out for food, you know you need rest. I'm going to stay up long enough for West Wing tonight and then that's it. I'm going to bed. Gods I need it. Poor Kush needs the rest too, he's stitched to hell and very much uncomfortable. Poor thing, I feel so bad. Probably it for now and until tomorrow so don't be surprised if I never come back from "away" on AIM. :) I'm really just not there tonight. Have a good one.
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