Fuck IV

Goddamn work. Really. Just as I sit down to try and accomplish things, they start pouring shit on me. I never feels like it’s going to end. What’s worse is that I can identify the problem. It’s just chaos that is driving me insane. So tomorrow I will start organizing and cleaning things. Fuck it if nothing else gets done. It’s so bad that I was listening and screaming along with PJ Harvey’s Rid of Me driving home from work. The weekend is almost here. I can taste it already, and it tastes like cotton candy. Mmmmm.

I’m trying to get all my Livejournal friends’ locations plotted on a map – please add your location starting with this form. Username: (Then get your friends to!)