Being sick sucks.
Really sucks.
The only good part is that I got to not be at work.
But that never lasts long.
And then I have to come back.
And working sucks.
I don't even have that sexy low pitched voice that most people get when they're sick.
I sound like Edith Ann.
Dammit!

Today's meeting sucked too.
Some people don't know when to stop asking questions.
Not only that, but they continue to ask the same question, only it's worded differently.
That makes me want to strangle them.
More likely than not, even after the meeting, they are going to be asking the same questions.
Then I shall have to strangle them.
Better not say that though. It might get misconstrued as a death threat or something...
DISCLAIMER: I have not killed, nor planned to kill anyone.

The Evil One decided yesterday that it would be a good idea to double the work I do on Fridays, but still give me the same time limit to have it finished by. And, if I get any help from anybody, I am accountable for any mistakes they make. I don't get sympathy when complaining to coworkers. I am just told, "Welcome to Corporate America"

Well, you know what? Corporate America can suck it!

I don't know what I want to do with my life at this point. I DO know that I don't want to be a part of Corporate America any longer than I have to. The trick is to find something that pays as well or better.

I don't really have much to say. Just thought it was about time I updated.