Way too many in my life right now. Being alone in the office was terrible enough last week, but this week greeted me with my only other co-worker coming down with the MF whooping cough. She is out for at least a week. Our auxillary office has Mike, who leaves for San Diego tonight until November. Are you kidding?!!? I am losing my mind with this job.
Speaking of work stress, I think I am becoming an alcoholic. I max out at like 2 or 3 drinks, but I have consumed fairly regularly. Is it ok if I question myself? I get home and after wading in the dark cloud all day I just want a warm fuzzy tummy hug. It gives me love and makes time roll faster. Since I turned maybe 26 I have developed a very real fear of becoming drunk, so I never drink fast for fear that I will act like an idiot and somehow someone from work will see me. I've seen drunks at work and it totally stole my respect for them. But again, I am on the town. Not at work.
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