Hello to all. Have not crawled into a hole, but seriously considering it.
Long & short = my boss is no longer in his job. Some craziness is going down. Rumors, and tension, and non-stop bullshit that "only reinforces and encourages my natural paranoia" (as per Lala) is constant. Worked on my birthday.
Having technical issues (now resolved) with ipod and computer. So, my Christmas cards will be late, I haven't heard any Holiday songs, and it doesn't feel like Christmas at all.
Not sleeping well, but sleeping all the time. Persistent stomach ache, headache, craving for junk food and sugar crashes. In short, work-crazy is bleeding into my personal life, and it's not my imagination, and it's much more personal and full-on-fucking-crazy than ever before. Which should make me mad, but really just depresses the hell out of me.
So, if you get a card from me before January, it'll be a Christmas fucking miracle. And, don't take it personally if I'm MIA for a bit. Until this shit blows over, I'm going to be pretty low to the ground.
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