March32011
Pressure, Pushing Down on Me
I’m not going to complain about the fact that I have a job, or the fact that I am much needed in my job and have a wealth of job security….
What I AM going to complain about is the fact that everything has to happen all at once. Why can’t events, and functions, and the retarded amount of committees and board I am on all get together and look at my schedule and space things out accordingly. Rather than pile everything I say “yes” to into the same 72 hour period…why, why, why?!?!?!?!?!?
Oh yeah, I guess it’s because the world doesn’t revolve around me. Fuck.
