Listening to: Storm - Gackt
Feeling: torn
Sunday. The day of rest. For those of us who don't work for the bastards at my hospital.
Stuck in the storeroom doing inventory/auditing from 7:00am until 5:30pm. And I have a full - and extremely busy - week to look forward to.
Anyone want to trade?
I would welcome a day away from the needy, assaultive children.
Yesterday, one was throwing apples at my head with force.
The storeroom sounds goood at this point.
So does the two of use quitting our jobs, telling them all to shove it, and traveling like nomads.
:-D
You know I get very impatient!!!!!