Jon (j_b) wrote,

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Night shift is fucking murderous.

I either have to avoid seeing my friends, or be a fucking zombie at work. And I don't get my fucking weekends "free", I'm asleep until right before I leave for work.

I'm buying a pack of smokes on the way to work tonight, because it's better than cocaine or meth, and if I fall asleep at my desk, I get fired.

I haven't been to the gym in three weeks and counting, the trainer doesn't even bother trying to call.

I'm slowly putting pieces of my life together, as I managed to call the IRS today and stave off liens.

I wish that I could force myself to get more productive work done when I'm being neurotic. I can force myself to go do things I Should be doing when I'm avoiding other things that Should be done. Sometimes. It's how I managed to get as much work on my website as I have over the past weekend.

I still live in a filthy mess. I'm still too neurotic to take care of basic household chores the average adult should.

Welp, that's about it.

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