I really wanted to sit down with my website on Tuesday when I had off but the reality is I never got a chance.  I've been working myself to death and sometimes I wonder if a little bit of it is self-inflicted unnecessary nonsense that could otherwise be dismissed.  Then Tuesday came and I had off and when I got to work today I just wanted to turn around and leave. But I stayed, because I'm not just some teenager who will fuck off his job.  I'm thirty-something now and I'm looking to fuck something else to help me deal with how angry I am about everybody at work. This has quickly fallen into disarray and probably should be stopped at this very moment.