It's the day before Valentine's Day. And I feel like I'm gonna die. Good thing I celebrated it early huh. I'm going to die a day before Valentine's Day. Suddenly, my constant eating 24/7 has stopped. I have no appetite. Dear God, I've been through all other physical illness, but the only thing I ask for is to be knocked out so my teeth can be ripped out of my head (yes I'm asking for this) and for me to bleed! Please just let me bleed. Anything but more illness! Just end it now if that's the case! Gah! Well, I do suppose I deserve it. Came to work to see my co-worker Darlene in the fritz. She had 'lost' all her desktop icons and now can't do anything. How do you 'lose' all yer icons? It's not that hard to get them back either. So I sat down and put them back on and then I changed her background b/c it was something all Christmasy she hates. I put bubbles on. Took like 5 seconds. We won't mention how long she was trying to find them. She loves it. She was so relieved. Thanking me all day. These poor older folks and this growing technology. Big snow storm the day before Valentines. Ironic. "And it's just too late And I can't go back I'm sorry I can't be perfect"