thar she blows

well, like amanda I am also sick. sick and tired of working yo. no but seriously, i cannot breath and when i talk it comes out as a mixture of phlem and coughing. i went to work on monday till 12 and then yesterday until 2:30 and today i am venturing until 4. i have everything i need in my bedroom: vicks vapo rub, robitusson, hot water bottle, bed, water, kleenex box, digitial tv, telephone, darkness, blankies. work has none of this, except the water. i dont wanna go. :(

i know you wont be surprised when i say that me and the fella have hit a bump in the road. i cant even say what it is or metro will have me airlifted to another country and out of the situation. which may not be that bad. anyhow, currently, we are broken up. there was a lot of outrage, crying, and confusion...on my part. so now i am trying to figure things out. and no one is helpful. in an attempt to try to make peace, dear darin has bought me tickets to mariah on saturday. yah me. but if he thinks that changes anything he is seriously the stupidest person on the planet. oh woes me. i know life is supposed to be trying but COME ON ALREADY!

i just feel really, really lost right now. i think i am heading to full on depression mode which is really an unpleasant place to visit. it means after work i just go straight to my room and lay in my bed watching tv all night. it means i order in all meals. it means i dont do any cleaning of the house. it means i cry alot and feel sorry for myself. i go through the blame myself game. why me? WHY ME? i hope this is only a short trip.

Dwight from the Office has a blog and man, he is fu-nny. and OMG, 2 hour season premiere of Americas Next Top Model tonight. i have date with vanessas couch. i hope she makes dinner!