I am a terrible person; I know this. I haven’t had time to return phone calls, sleep or eat. So please—too all my friends out there who I said I would call and didn’t I’m sorry.

Work has been absolutely insane. Completely and utterly, beyond a shadow of a doubt out of control. Am I making my point here? I know I am not the only one with a busy schedule, heaven’s knows of at least one other person working as long of hours as myself, but I’m still trying to cope with it all. It’s not the hours; I don’t mind working hard when necessary, but the craziness of the task that has been set before me. The boss has decided that since I’m “smart” I can micromanage the company for him. Yeah, me. Quite the micromanager huh? If only he knew. Hopefully he will never learn different, but that means I need to pick up some organizational skills quick. That’s where all the craziness comes in.

On another note (it’s been awhile, a lot has happened) I am no longer attending college. I have my bachelor’s and I don’t want to be a teacher. Why spend the money if it does me no good? I’m getting more money and hopefully (if I can conquer this demon at work) I will have a wage/salary I can be proud of. I like my job so money is the only real issue here.

This is a hurried update you understand, since I don’t really have any time to make a full out blog.

I will tell you this story, though.

Part II

I went in last week, to the health clinic. I give the lady my tag stating that I am here for the test results and she asks me to take a seat. Now, I have already waited two weeks for this bastard test and now I have to sit another ten minutes. Following that a morose looking woman walks up and asks me to follow her back to a room. She stares at me solemnly, not even the hint of a friendly smile, and places a folder down in front of me. She compares the tag on the folder to the tag I brought in, asks me if my name and information is correct and then, only then, opens it up. It’s like some crazy macabre game: how long can she last before she snaps? Instead of just saying “you’re negative it’s all good!” she just runs her finger across the page and makes me find the damn thing! I was so pissed. Mostly I was pissed at myself for worrying as much as I did, but I won’t take blame for that. It’s a big deal, negative or not.

So—all is good in my world right now. I have, of course, left a number of stories, tales and thoughts out (it’s been a hell of a two weeks) but those will be forthcoming soon. In the meantime I bid you all adieu and apologize once again for my tardiness in communications.

Phht!